Evander

Evander has an otherwise insane personality, although also sweet. He can never seem to drop a smile or a psycho grin. He’s too excited and adrenaline driven for anything to really seem bored at all, seeing as he’d make anything that is potentially boring into something chaotic. Evander grew up in the mercenary trade, training for as long as he remembered. As he grew, he decided to continue the trade for fun although the money on the side was a nice bonus. He’s never really had a goal in life and mostly went around enjoying, as well as stopping other people from enjoying their own lives. That was until a particular duel which intrigued him. He wields, yes, a shovel. (You can be anything, elf, human, dragon kind, etc… You have a Slave Brand still, a hot stamp which was burned into your skin long ago or recently. Do with that trauma idea as you wish)