Romark Corbridge

Paladin of the Argent Crusade, former leader of the Red Dragonsworn, and overall hotheaded bruiser.

Appearance
Romark still has the smooth skin of a young man, though some of it is scarred and burned from years of combat. Brown eyes sit atop a broad nose with a crook from being broken and healed a few too many times. His raven hair is cropped to just below his ears while a well-trimmed goatee graces his chin. Most times he is seen wearing a formal-styled white shirt and black pants, donning the dark-red tabard of the Ship in a Bottle when he is working as a cook/server.

Personality
Not being used to the ways of love, Romark is a horrible flirt with anything that walks and has boobs. When the offended sire comes to defend his lady, Romark then doesn't understand why he's in trouble and tends to get in childish brawls. He follows his heart first and foremost; his head might catch up eventually.

Having a fierce sense of loyalty to Peltia Dunahee, Romark frequents The Bottleneck as the ship's cook and always tries to be where he can keep an eye on her. A rough start with the Dragonsworn and their companions has given him a tough hill to climb, but the trek has been worth it and now he feels he can call any of the Dragonsworn his ally and friend. He welcomes new faces and makes an effort to create new friendships at every opportunity, sometimes having a sense of misguided protection to those that would otherwise not deserve it. Through it all, his steadfast courage and quick wit have kept him alive and he plans to be around until the end of time, perhaps even past that.