Brother Marcus

Devoted Human follower of Morow. Blessed with the ability to harness Morow's divine power to combat injustice and save the lost.


Human, 6’2, 225lbs, shoulder length black hair with dreadlocks, multiple studded ear rings in left ear, lip ring

Scale armor, long sword, javelin, light crossbow, light shield, prayer beads, holy symbol of Morow

Wish List

  1. Magical Shield bonus to AC, Fortitude, Reflex and Will
  2. Black Iron Plate Armor [Players Handbook, Page 227] bonus to AC, Resist 5 fire and resist 5 necrotic.
  3. Necklace of Keys [Adventurers Vault 2, Page 67] bonus to Fortitude, Reflex and Will and item bonus to thievery checks to open locks. Power (daily – teleportation): Minor Action. If you are grabbed or restrained, you can teleport 3 squares.
  4. Sun Blade – Long Sword [Adventurers Vault, Page 190] Property: This weapon can shed bright or dim light up to 20 squares. You control the brightness and range of the light. Power (At-Will Radiant): Free Action. All damage dealt by this weapon is radiant damage. Another free action returns the damage to normal. Power (Daily Radiant): Standard Action. You cause motes of light to burst out and attach to your enemies. Make an attack: Close burst 1; targets enemies; Strength vs. Reflex (apply a bonus to the attack roll equal to the weapon’s enhancement bonus); on a hit, the target takes 1d8 radiant damage.
  5. Augmenting Whetstone [Adventurers Vault, Page 190] Power (Consumable): Minor Action: weapon gains an enhancement bonus on attack rolls and damage until the end of the encounter.

I, Marcus, was born and raised in Karn,The City of Towers. The City of Towers is the shining light of the Five Sons but every bright light casts deep dark shadows. It is within these shadows that I was born and raised. Like most things that begin life in the shadows my life was a harsh and brutal one. I am not bitter about this start in life, it has brought me strength, wisdom and cunning that has served me well. My “Family” was run by Kraxus Drandal, the toughest and most vile dwarf I have ever known. I served the family like most children: begging for coins, pilfering and the occasional confidence game. Whatever coins I managed to scrape together were donated to the family in exchange for protection, room, board and the perverse love that is known amongst thieves and killers.

Like so many of us that live in the shadows, ultimately I ran afoul of the law in a serious way at the age of ten. A confidence game with a titled merchant got bloody and a few wealthy people got hurt. My brothers and sisters escaped but I was left with a broken wrist, manacles and a life sentence. Fortunately, the benevolent government of The City of Towers considers serving on the battlefield until one dies as a means to fulfill a life sentence.

I spent two winters patrolling the King’s Wall as part of a contingent on loan to the Moon Scar. As a condemned criminal I was given the crappiest of duties and always found myself at the forefront of whatever fight we found ourselves in. After one ugly encounter, I found myself in the infirmary tent, bloodied and cursing the lack of justice in the world. It was on this night, that my life would change forever. The healer that was mending my wounds told me that if I truly wanted to learn about Justice, that he would send Brother Captain Avoy to speak with me.

As I laid there bruised, battered and sore, I wondered what punishment that this Brother Captain Avoy was going to rain down me. To my surprise, upon meeting Brother Captain Avoy, I learned that he was a priest of Morow. I was surprised that he wasn’t the typical peace, love and happiness farmer type that typically worshipped Morow. He educated me on the other aspect of Morow that sought justice. The Justicars are the militant sect of the Church of Morow that worships her manifestation as justice keeper. The ranks of the Justicars is filled with those that seek to right wrongs and bring light to the shadows.

For the next year Brother Captain Avoy bewildered, enlightened and trained me in the truth that is the worship of Morow. Upon my conversion, he petitioned for my release and acceptance into the church.

I took a pilgrimage to Cerilen and entered a Justicar monastery where Monks, Avengers, Paladins and Clerics were trained. For two more years I trained and learned to worship Morow. Within the ranks of the Justicars I met others like me, men and women with dark backgrounds that discovered peace within the arms of Morow. Shortly after my fifteenth birthday, I participated in the Ritual of Affirmation with six other acolytes and joined my new family of brothers and sisters.

The fate of the world lies within a balance. I was charged to help tip that balance in the favor of what is good and true. I now begin my journey to bring light to the shadows and to preserve justice in the world…

Take a peek into my journal.

Brother Marcus

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