Marston an Saoi-fuar

Appearance
Marston is a rather imposing man, standing at nearly 6'11" feet tall and weighting a good 200 pounds. A long, healed scar can be seen running down his left eye, reaching near the tip of his mouth. He is almost always accompanied by his mastif, Toby. He usually keeps his brown beard trimmed roundly on his chin, and keeps his sideburns nose-lenght.

He is rarely seen without his scalemail armor. The iron armor, for all it's years of use, usually appears to be well-maintained by it's owner, the scales reflecting the light off of it. A large, worn, heavy sniper rifle is strapped to his back, his initials carved into the butt of the weapon. The barrel seems to be permanantly dirty, with several coats of gunpowder covering the inside and edges of it, and the scope's glass seems cracked and dirty in spots. He also carries a longsword, which is usually found at his waist. Unlike the rifle, the sword seems like it's rarely used, almost as if brand new, with easily-cleaned spots of dirt on the blade.

History
((W.I.P.))

Skills

 * Marksmanship: James is highly competant in this field, capable of hitting a target 120 kilometers away with his sniper rifle, and he's not afraid of showing it. His rifle is his primary mean of defence against foes, and he's been doing it for several years already.
 * Melee Combat Skills: With his size and strength, one would assume he would be a competant melee fighter. Indeed, in purely hand-to-hand combat, he is lethal. However, when he needs to use a weapon, he'll turn into a clumsy fighter, swinging his sword as if it was the first time he did so. He'll usually go to many lenghts to avoid having to fight in melee combat, but if he is ultimatly forced into it, he'll usually ditch his sword for the good ol' fistcuffs.

Personality
((W.I.P.))