Marr
Born from the Tarri people of the Steppe, Marr Ironclaw was once a creature of honor and glory.
Having served as a tribute from his people to a lord within the south, Marr spent most of his life in the service of a once great man. It was here that he learned many of his skills. Throughout his years in servitude he learned the use of the blade, small trickles of magic, and paths of Honor.
Marr served faithfully for over two decades. He protected his Lord and the family that grew around him. Before long he was Knighted, granted armor and arms befitting his station. As time went on he became known as a fierce warrior, and few would challenge him willingly.
Throughout the years the Tarri never showed much of a hint of joy or personality. His duty was to serve, and like his fellow he did it well.
The reason is unsure, but after many years of faithful service and hallowed favor Marr and his compatriots turned on their Lord. With a true display of skill and butchery the once loyal Knights slaughtered their charges, killing their Master and all who had once commanded them.
Not a single soul survived the massacre, and only rumor remains of the cause for the atrocity.
Ever since Marr and his brothers roam the land, causing terror wherever they walk.