Marel Fairhaven

The Basics

Name (& pronunciation): Marel Fairhaven (mɑɹEl)
Nickname: Tank
Gender: Male
Species: Armadillo

Physical Description

Height: 6'7" (For size to mouse comparison)
Weight: 280 pounds last time he decided to weigh himself
Hair: None
Eyes: Red
Detailed Physical Description: Marel is a tank. Tall, large, and all muscle. Being former Military Marel has kept quite in shape over the years. His size, and natural armor make him quite the intimidating sight, as he towers over most others in the room, in both height and sheer bulk.
Typical Clothing/Equipment: Given Marel's size clothes are hard to come by in his size, especially shirts. Given the opportunity he'll simply wear a bulky pair of BDU pants, preferring to forgo shirts as they tend to be tight and uncomfortable. When he does dress up he wears large button up shirts that he has to special order, they tend to be expensive, and any damage to them, or insult to his style, generally angers him. His preferred colour is black, as it tends to mix well with his silver-ish skin, and red eyes. If he's doing jobs that require heavy work, or Sarah, he wears his old field uniform, which he's since dyed black. As well as a vest with spare mags for his side arm, a combat knife, and a few other necessities.

Personality/Attitude: Marel has been described as a 'gruff teddy bear'. He's big, he's imposing, he puts on a big tough front, but once you're beyond that he's a real big softy. He's also quite the metal head, even if he doesn't look it, not sporting any spiked collars, or anything like that. As one would expect he's got quite the temper, especially in regards to himself, his size, and those he's friends with or caring for.
Skills/Talents: Being former military Marel's got quite a few skills, most of them deadly. He's rather skilled at close quarters combat but given his size he relies more on his size than his speed. His thick skin lets him shrug off all sorts of blows, and his armored hide can even deflect small caliber bullets.

In the military he was a heavy weapons specialist, and this has carried over to his current profession. Capable of using all sorts of small arms he prefers to use "Sarah", a heavy machine gun one would normally find mounted on vehicles or fortified defenses.

Favourites/Likes: Heavy Metal Music, spicy food, mood lighting, incense, the ladies.

Most Hated/Dislikes: People insulting his fashion sense/friends, 'complete and total assholes', 'ignorant bitches', corruption in the system.

Goals/Ambitions: Make a living, put scumbags in their place, and generally help those who need it. Also learn how to cook better.

Strengths: His physical appearance, and sheer size for one. He's incredibly strong, and can lift things weighing much more than himself, to some degree. He can't exactly bench press small cars and whatnot but given incentive. His combat experience is a large boon to his occupation. His thick skin and armored hide protect him from most things.

Weaknesses: Again his size. His strength and size are countered by his speed. Much like the vehicle he's nicknamed after he's slow to start. So as one might expect, he's also not very maneuverable, he turns slower than molasses and he can't fit into small areas.

Fears: Spiders, he.hates.spiders. He also has a mild fear of flying (he doesn't bounce).

Hobbies/Interests: Cooking, reading, meditation, listening to incredibly loud heavy metal music (doesn't damage his hearing, heavy weapons fire done did that)
Regular Routine: Spends his days off reading a book, keeping Sarah in good condition, trying to cook, and looking for clothes in his size. On days he's not off he's doing what he does best, which is look intimidating, getting paid, and occasionally knocking some people around.

Philosophy of Life: Take life by the horns, wrestle that beast to the ground, and makes steaks out of her. Take challenges as they come, but enjoy life like you would a good meal.

Attitude Toward Death: Death happens, its a part of life, but no death should be needless.

Religion/Beliefs: He believes in a higher power, but doesn't follow any particular faith.

Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: Not much really, he's got a thing for pretty little mice ladies but aside from that he's got nothing strange about him. Unless you think being a big metal liking block head who likes to cook and read books strange.

Most Instructive/Painful/Memorable Experience: Back in the military, while stationed out in the middle of nowhere, Marel stumbled upon his superior officer attempting to take some liberties with a local woman. It was clear the lady wanted no part of it and when he tried to stop his commander it turned into an altercation which lead to the officer being beat within an inch of his life. When all was said and done, Marel found himself being charged with disorderly conduct and striking a superior officer, despite the circumstances. It was only the sympathy of one Military Judge who saw what was going on that kept him from going to the Stockade, instead having him only Dishonorably Discharged. Marel will never forget all the corruption in the upper ranks that saw him being punished, while his commander still serves.

Sexual Preference/Experience/Values: He's straight, kinda experienced, but it's not his top priority.

Education/Special Training: He's got extensive military training, though he wasn't in the special forces. He also has high school education.

Place/Type of Residence: City of Ratopolis, owns an old garage.

Occupation: Mercenary/Gun for Hire

Place of Work: Where the money flows

Work-related Skills: Combat skills, guns, physical strength

Past Occupations: Fast food joint in high school, heavy weapons specialist the military.


Additional Notes

Sarah: Sarah is an air-cooled, gas-operated, electrically fired, linkless fed Heavy Machine Gun that Marel "acquired" through some contacts he knows in the military. She fires the standard military round for heavy rifles and machine guns, making ammo not to hard to come by (though fitting it into belts is sometimes time consuming). A box fed weapon it normally uses 200 round boxes that attach to the weapon. Marel however rigged up an armored backpack system that carries rounds that feed right into the weapon. Due to its size (being half as long as he is tall) and weight others aside from Marel have an issue using the weapon effectively, especially with the heavy backpack of ammo. However even then the already slow Armadillo has to slow to a crawl and can only really react quickly to whats behind him.

The Special: Given his large size Marel had to custom order a handgun, even when he was in the military. Built to look like a standard 9mm handgun it's much larger, and fires bigger rounds, like the real life Desert Eagle. Though always about him, especially on jobs, he rarely uses it, unless use of Sarah isn't really called for.