Name: Marcus Domitius Corvinus
Race: Imperial
Class: Ranger
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Appearance: Short dark hair with a beard and scar under his left eye, standing at about 5'5, face covered in the shadow of his cowl most of the time, very few have seen him without his hood on, wears a green cloak and hood covering leather armour with an Imperial Legion symbol on the chest.
Weapons: Standard Legion issued longbow, silver short sword and two steel daggers.
Bio: Served in the Legion most of his life as an Imperial Forester, patrolling the forests and roads of Cyrodiil, stationed along the Gold Road most of his career, he became somewhat of a frequent sight in the City of Anvil as he would visit the Castle to deliver reports. He could also be found sitting in a corner of the Counts Arms, listening to conversations or getting a bite to eat before heading off back into the Wild. Though not much is known about him to the common folk as most don't even know his name and merely call him 'Ranger' people tend to go out of their way to avoid him as they don't exactly trust him with his coming and goings. Having been discharged from the Legion after his required period of service, Marcus wanders between the cities and wilds of Cyrodiil looking for adventure and a bit of excitement.
Weakness and Personal Traits: Doesn't talk much, having spent most of his life on his own and in the wilds he rarely engages in conversation unless needed, he's direct and straight to the point, has a hard time warming up to people as many view him as Grim. His main weakness is close combat with a ready alert opponent. several other weaknesses include, fear of heights and spiders, he's not too fond of caves or tight spaces, being used to the open forests. Hates Daedra having lost comrades to the Oblivion Crisis also hates people who talk too much and don't get to the point.