Markus Stonewall

Markus V. Stonewall (17 July, Year 0 L.C.) is the last surviving member of the Stonewall Family, an old military family of Eastern Elwynn that stretches back to the founding of the Kingdom of Azeroth. He serves as a soldier in the new Stormwind Army, the standing force that defends the Kingdom of Stormwind and serves in the Grand Alliance. Holding the rank of Kingsman within the First Regiment of Westridge, Markus has proven himself a strong fighter and mostly reliable friend to many.

Childhood (0 L.C. - 23 L.C.)
Markus was born to Mary and Viktor Stonewall in the year 0 L.C. in the County of Eastvale, three years before the Dark Portal opened. He was born large and healthy, a proud addition to the humble but militaristic Stonewall family. The Stonewalls had served the armies of Azeroth for generations, with every male of the family having made a career out of it. It was clear from the start which direction his life would wander.

Markus' father himself was a serving Footman in the Azeroth Army. His mother was a some homemaker, tending the gardens and children on a small farm. The early years were peaceful and idyllic, at least until the First War. Following the outbreak, the mother and children fled to Stormwind Keep from the Orcish Horde.

At the conclusion of the First War, Markus' family followed the survivors to Lordaeron. There they settled and attempted to start a new life there, volunteering for the farms and garrison in Hillsbrad. When the Second War broke out, Viktor was lost in action. Mary died soon after of fever.

Orphaned and young, Markus found himself a Page of the Silver Hand, doing menial tasks such as bringing food and water, cleaning the halls, and carrying supplies. The Silver Hand kept him busy, mercifully allowing him few idle moments to contemplate his loss. By the time the Third War broke out, he had grown into a strong young man, broad of shoulder and firm of character.

Lone Survivor (23 L.C. - 30 L.C.)
Markus was thankfully cloistered in the halls of the Silver Hand, attempting to earn the right to Squire for one of the Paladins. His faith in the Light was severely hampered though, and this constantly served to hinder his readiness. Time and time again, he was judged unfit to Squire until he could learn to accept his loss properly. He resolved himself to study more and work harder to earn a chance to Squire.

Time would not be kind enough to allow him another chance, as the chaos that tore Lordaeron apart left him once again without a home. The Silver Hand in shambles and most of his friends and mentors killed in action, the following years brought him into the service of the Argent Dawn. It was here that he was finally given a weapon to fight with, and realized his calling in life.

The Soldier's Life (30 L.C. - 35 L.C.)
Argent Crusade history here.

For The King (35 L.C. - Present)
First Regiment enlistment here.

Appearance
He's kinda big, yo.

Personality & Morality
U wot m8?!

Armor and Equipment
armor n stuff..

Miscellaneous Information

 * despite all my rage he is still just a sard in a cage
 * really likes storms
 * eidetic memory
 * drinks like a fish
 * but swims like a stone (...wall)