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Mark Kilandro
You need me to break into something. I got you
Languages Common, some giant
Affiliations 19th Airborne Division
Date of Birth 31 CR
Place of Birth Leishport
Species Human
Gender Male
Height 5'
Airborne Rank Private


Mark Kilandro is a Mechanic assigned to the 19th Airborne Division in 50CR during the Third Realm War.

Physical Appearance

Mark is very small for barely being an adult. Standing at 5' tall, he tends to shrink his stature to 4'9" or even 4'6" with how thin he is. He has black hair that is cut quite short (but not enough by standards) and is always covered in dust. He has pale skin and wears black gloves and clothing that is a size too big for him. He treads extremely light often keep his footsteps as small as possible to avoid tracking.

Personality

Mark is a very relaxed individual, but that demeanor is often mistaken for unobservant. Rather he keeps a keen eye with everything around him, reading the demeanor of conversations to get a vibe how much danger he's in. Speaking in a small voice, he tries to avoid conversation, and will rarely explain himeself. When a crisis strikes however, he acts fast, cautiously, and with a straight face to keep his head in the game. done.

Equipment

Whatever he has is basically bare minimum. Most of what he needs he just carries with him since it's really all he has.

Background

You want my past... okay it's not much. I... don't have much of a place to start. I'm from Leishport and a street kid. I bounced from home to home and orphanage to orphanage with no luck. This forced me into some crime, but I kept it minimal. I picked up lockpicking as a hobby that quickly became my survival tool. I broke into Whatever closed off place I could or offered it as a service for other people to get in. When I finally aged out, I lived in dark alleys and sketchy shops pretty much on a day to day basis. I finally saw an opportunity to get out when flyers about joining paratrooper showed up. I snagged one and somehow managed to get in. I'm either going to die a hero, or live long enough to be the bad guy. There is no in-between.

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ADULTHOOD

Berkov

MID-ADULTHOOD/PRE-WAR

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