Nah, it should be a pretty even fight.

You're better than you think.

That's okay, Luna, although I don't think I'd defeat you as easily as you think.
Waaaaaait, who's my opponent?

Belth?

s#%$&.

Name: Rolland Isador

Age: 29

Class:Paladin

Appearance: Rolland is quite muscular, and has tan skin. His hair is a light brown, as are his eyes. He stands five feet, eleven inches. He has a scar located on the left side of his chest, made by the man who had knocked him unconscious. Over his torso he wears a padded armour, with a long sleeved shirt over it. The shirt is plain white, although has several stains of blood on it. His legs are covered by a pair of white pants.
Personality: Rolland is a great fighter, and because of this, he looks down on those weaker than himself. If Rolland spots someone who is stronger than he is, he will risk his life to take theirs. He prefers to travel in a small group of 2 or 3 people, but feels fine alone. Rolland does not take orders well, and will almost always do what he sees best rather than obey someone else. He prefers not to give out his name, he believes the more people that know his name, the weaker he is.

Biography: Rolland was raised in Hell Hammer, and it is there where he learned to kill with ruthlessness. His father is a great fighter himself, and was the one to teach Rolland most of what he has learned. His mother preferred to stay out of conflict, but when it came down to it, would defend her family with spell. She wasn't a great mage, but decent enough to take out anyone not knowing what they were doing.

For the first five years of his life, it was normal. He was raised normal, by his mother and father. His father occasionally went off to fight, and defend the village from any possible attackers. During that time, he would be alone with his mother. At the age of six, his father began to train him to fight and defend himself. He gave Rolland many words of wisdom, and tactics to use in battle. After ten years of long and tireless training, he was given his own axe by his father. It was the hand axe he still uses today. However, Rolland was not satisfied by the use of a hand axe alone. He adapted to use swords as well as the axes, and now prefers to use his sword. He uses the axe as a backup weapon, or to throw at enemies. The axe is stained with blood from all the killed he had done with it.

The next few years of his life, he resided in Hell Hammer, going off with his father now and then to kill and get a feel for real combat. His mother would have preferred him to do otherwise, but knew she could not stop him from going out with his father. After seveal years of doing this, he began to think of what to do with his life. He didn't want to stay in Hell Hammer forever. Not because of the violence, he enjoyed that. He wanted to go off and fight others fro everywhere.
Once he reached twenty-three, he took his first steps out of his home village. He went off to White Wolf, being thrown out twice before leaving there. From there. he went to the Anou Canyon and fought the first man who he thought to be more powerful than him. The man chose not to kill him, and instead left him unconscious out in the open. After waking, he pushed onward to Black Horizon and Obsidian, vowing to take down anyone who was stronger than he was or die trying.

He was on his way back to Black Horizon, wanting to make his way to Immortalis to get that rare item said to be held there. However, he was stopped in his tracks upon seeing a dragon being killed in the distance. Rolland went on to find who had done this, noting that it was either a group of people, or one incredibly strong person. Either way, he was hoping that it would be the same man from so long ago. If not, whoever was there would suffice for his lust of blood.

Weapon level and type: D, swords, axes.

Starting equipment: rope, magic compass, smoke bomb, Hand Axe, Long Sword.