Name: Marlon 'Mars' DrummundAge: 31
Gender: Male
History: Marlon comes from a bunch of wrestlers, rowdy bunch up in the mountains of Karate island, when he came down to meet folk, he saw their form of 'Wrestling' and was so excited he had to wrastle 'em then an there.
Sixteen injuries, four hospitalizations and two ruined Dojo's, had him exiled from the Island, on his way out, "YEA WELL YER FORM OF WRASTLIN IS FER LIL GIRLS, THAS WHUT I THANK", he declared and after near death, was saved by a passing Navy vessel, he was with them for a short while, bout quarter of a year before they got rid of him for his Rambunctus attitude, they dropped him off in port where he yelled, "YEA WELL YER A BUNCH A SISSY'S THAT CAN'T HANDLE HANGIN OUT", before going to find work so as to not starve after one near death already.
Notes: When he get's upset, his ability to articulate changes into more southern slang like.
Height: 6'7
Strength: 160
Dexterity: 90
Sight: 130
Speed: 100
Willpower: 140
Starting Stat's
Strength: 119, Dexterity: 80, Sight: 100, Speed: 90, Willpower: 111
