Morgan
Morgan serves as the main powerhouse of the Blades. He stands at about eight or nine feet tall, with huge arms and humped, massive shoulders. He has no neck and his face extends into a long , blunt snout with square teeth. He has two horns, a long one at the end of his snout and a shorter one a little further back. His eyes are small, dark, and generally angry, and a scowl usually twists his thick lips. His ears are kind of leaf-shaped and twitch now and then. He wears chainmail that would crush a lesser man with its weight, although his thick grey hide does provide a measure of protection on its own. He wields a massive mace like a wand, even though he could do considerable damage with his bare hands. He wears tight, thick leather pants that end in tatters just below his knees, and very sturdy leather boots, reinforced with metal. Studded bands of leather are wrapped around his forearm, halfway to the elbow, and seem to hide some sort of scarring.

Whatever else may be said of him, this 'rhino-man' is a force to be reckoned with.

Personally, there's not too much to say about Morgan. Like most of the Blades, he doesn't speak of his past very often. Unlike most of the Blades, he's usually a fairly unfriendly person. It's all a charade, however. The truth is, he wants to be a gentler person, but he knows that no-one would understand that, not from him. He's come to acknowledge that he won't be lucky enough to find acceptance in most places he goes to, so has built up a wall of anger between his heart and those around him. This anger also makes him an asset to the team, oddly enough. He rarely needs much coaxing to attack something, or to cause destruction. Actually, he's all to eager to attack his enemies to relieve his anger. But he never attacks anyone without provocation.
In fact, if he could see better, he might appreciate art. Like normal rhinos, his eyesight isn't very good (he can see well enough close up, and to not bang into things and to know where he is, but that's pretty much it), but his hearing and sense of smell are very sensitive. Consequently, he enjoys music dearly, though he would never admit it. Perhaps that is why, of all the Blades, Suzen seems closest to him.

Morgan doesn't speak of his past much, at least not the details. He claims to be from the far-off lands of Korva, and no-one has reason to doubt him, since Korva is not well-known to many not from there. It is a secretive place, for one thing. For another, the walls of mist surrounding the land keep many travellers and explorers out. Those that do pluck up the courage to enter are not often seen again, and are not the same if they are. Morgan doesn't speak of his homeland much, apart from sometimes wishing he was still there. He has not yet said why or how he left, or how he came to be locked up in the dungeons of Varrenkalis. He speaks about his time there even less than he does about his homeland. And no-one dares to ask.

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