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"Thank you for helping us." Marcurio said. He and Dandre went into an empty room. This room was small and only had a simple bedroll and a dresser.
Dandre closed the door behind them.
"Well, it's small but it'll do." Marcurio said as he went over to the bedroll and sat down. He took off his fur backpack and opened it, taking some meat and a bit of bread out. He began to eat, he was hungry after the long journey.
Dandre laid down next the him, placing his head on his lap.

Name: Balcomb-x (nickname, no one knows his real name)
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Class: Warrior
Sub-Class: Duel-wielder
Weapon: Duel katana's
Role: Blood brother
Appearance: Tall, skinny, white, long brown hair, and dark brown eyes, band tees, batman tees, backward batman snap back
Backstory: Used to be an artist in his home city, loved making all kinds of music, painting, and sculpting. He lost his father due to a deadly, unknown disease. Got his nickname from his best friend, whom he lost to suicide, and lost his first born due to his house burning down, with the love of his life trapped inside. Then the war started, and he joined his own group of young warriors, who will fight anyone just to protect each other, and he must prove to himself that he's worth everything he put into himself.