Name : IncoTheMercenary
Nickname: Inco
Age : 22
Race : Sheikah
Class : Vagabond
Alignment : Neutral

Stats.
Str : 2 (Base) = 2
Def : 1 (Base) = 1
Agi : 3 (Base) + 3 (Race) = 6
Int : 3 (Base) = 3
Spi : 1 (Base) = 1

Spl : (1 (Level) X 2 (Base)) ) = 2
HP : 30 (Base) + 1 (Spi) = 31
Willpower : 1 (Spi) + 1(level) = 2
Magic DMG : (2 (base) + 1 (level)) + 3 (Int) = 6
Physical DMG : 0 (No Weapon) + 2 (Str) = 2

Abilities:
None

Talents:
None

Height: 5 ' 9"
Weight : 160 lb
Blonde hair
Green eyes

Mercenary.... A name that has haunted me all my life.

I was found by a sub-faction of Blind's Gang, a group of mercenaries who only cared about the money. They found me one day, orphaned by one of their raids and decided to raise me themselves. I was barely able to walk, but something prevented the mercenaries from killing me.

Two of the older mercenaries decided to adopt me and train me in their ways. thus I became Inco, The Mercenary. However, something inside of me never sat well. A mercenary should never take sides, never favor one faction or another. But my group was different. To an outsider like me, I saw that these mercenaries were in name only, serving as true henchman for Blind's Gang.

One fateful evening, when I was a teenager, my parents were killed on a mission. I immediately lost all ties to Blind's faction and was outcast. I lived a nomadic life for years, using my training to live off the land. I lived from place to place, performing services for those who needed it.

Rumors began to swell that there was a price on any mercenary's head, set forth by the King himself. Wanted by the king, outcast from the only home I've ever known, it is time I declare my place in the world.

I will not choose Order, nor Chaos, but I will make the people know, that I am going to set my place in this world. The name Inco, The Mercenary will be known, not as a common thief, or a henchman, but as a true mercenary, one who does not take sides.

And so my adventure begins ...