Affiliation: unknown
Species: Human
Age: 39
Sex: Male
Height: 6'1
Weight: 195
Hair: Brown/white
Eyes: Blue
Skin: light
Force Sensitive: No
Distinguishing Marks: scarred on right side of face, prosthetic right arm and leg
Strengths
(+) detail oriented
(+) stands by his word
(+) raised as a mandalorian
(+) trained in melee and ranged combat
(-) no social skills
(-) difficulty trusting
(-) prosthetic right leg & right arm
(-) bad eye sight in his right eye
Biography:
Marev was born into Clan Priest not through blood but by adoption. Jerec Priest was sent on a mission to wipe out a village of warriors by a rival village on a backwater planet. His mission was the eradication and elimination of the entire rival village. And Jerec was good at his job. Going in after dark he murdered the men and women who were like wheat before the scythe. They fell limply and with no more fuss then grain. As Jerec was ensuring that their would be no next generation to rise up in the fallen's place he was stabbed in the knee joint, just between his armor plates. Turning he snapped up his rifle and shot his attacker, drilling the hostile in what should have been just above the belt, into the belly, with his slugthrower. But it was a small child dark of hair and complexion.
Standing over the bleeding child who whimpered not, unlike all the adults, Jerec was moved. Not by guilt or affection but by a hint of admiration at the child who had attacked the reaper of souls who had visited the small village. The child could have hid and possible survived but instead was driven for the need for blood. Jerec could use that, especially since he had no offspring of his own.
So that day he took the child and trained him to be a mando warrior the same way his buir had trained him. By beating him and breaking him. And like a fine sword hammered to eliminate the impurities so too did the boy named Marev rise like the legendary phoenix.
As the years eased by Marev accepted his new fate and new culture. But the burning hatred for his buir smoldered within his chest. As Jerec was the alor of clan Priest, Marev left as soon as he was able. Years have passed and he has no home, no family he calls his own despite being adopted into clan Priest. For if he was to ever return to the clan he would kill his father.
Later in life Marev found that his biological father was Strider Garon. Despite this revelation he still uses Priest. Actively fighting for the Mand'alor he sustained several wounds which saw him resting in Manda'yaim when it was destroyed. Fleeing his homeworld he grew tired of sacrificing his life for egomaniacal leaders who cared more of their self importance then their people who they were supposed to represent.
So he became a mercenary and once more sold his name, his sword, and his honor to the highest bidder.
Weapons:
Black and gold armor
Grenades
katana
verpine sniper rifle
slugthrower
blaster
throwing knife
