Description: He stands about 5'10", and weighs about 190 lbs. He has the built of someone who does not lounge around all day, but engages in strenuous physical activities for long periods at a time. This gives him a well-define rip corded muscular built that is accentuated by his brown coffee color skin. He appears to be in his mid to late twenties and has a clean shaven face. His dark brown eyes hold a whimsical alertness. There is a plethora of small dreaded locks of hair on top of his head, while the rest of his hair on the sides has been cut neatly short. He doesn't have any facial hair on his cheeks. His cheeks rest high on his face making his smiles and smirks more pronounced and noticeable. A noticeable scar inhabits a place right under his left ear. The scar is still visible a couple inches on the left-side of his neck too.

Personality: Tarik has a mercurial personality that changes from being a joker to being solemn on a moment's notice. When he is being the joker, there is whimsical and wicked mischievousness in almost all his gestures and actions. When he is one of his solemn moods, he is more withdrawn and cautious in his interactions with others. He is always extremely vigilant and disciplined, no matter how his mercurial personality chooses to express itself. He walks around with an aura of urbane gallantry.

Background: The remnants of the Morien family has always told stories that before the Reckoning, they were a great clan with land, but they were mostly slaughter by the White Legion, and their lands overrun. The family never achieved the power that they once had, and was one of the dozen clans that were crushed in battle that led to the formation of the House of Halfshav. Morien family is now a collection of distant cousins scattered around the north.
This "interpretation" of their family history inspired Tarik to want to be more than simple commoner like the rest of his family, even if he didn't completely believe in the story himself. He realizes at a young age that he would never be able take over his mom's duties as a weaponsmith, so he decided to use the weapons that his mother designed to find his way in life. His mother wishing to encourage her son decision to find his own path would give her customers' discounts if they would teach her Tarik to fight. By the time he reached 18, he felt that he had enough basic skills to begin his life as a sellsword.
    Tarik's first job was being a guard for some caravans. He was so excited, until the other guards betrayed the caravans to the bandits. Tarik had to fight the other guards and the bandits to protect the caravans. He saved the caravans, but he still supports a visible scar from that battle by his ear and neck. He received the other guards share of the money, there was no other rewards, no songs of glory, and only the slightest gratitude offered in the appreciation of his efforts. When he was counting his extra coin, he learned in that moment that to achieve his goals in life that just being lucky or good with sword was not enough.
    As a sellsword, he has done a stint in the military, he served as a body guard for merchants, protecting caravans, and has even helped find "missing" people. He tries to keep himself very busy by immediately looking for another job. once the previous one has ended.

Relationship Summary

Acquaintance:

Valery - The Snow Mouse. For someone who is so shy and quite, she is very industrious.

Khanne - One of Halfshav's Voice. I am indebted to her for many reasons. A very compassionate noble.

Patron:

Lou - I did not realize when she join me on my expedition that I would be so greatful for having her in my life. I will always be in her debt.

Deceased:

Aiden - There was never person that signified what it is to be noble than Aiden. He stood up for me, when nonone else did. I will always speak kindly of him, and defend his name.