Aged 40

Personality: Rick' would be a kind hearted man, a very generous man that would never turn anyone in need of help away. He is paitant and very gentleman like when he needs to be, mostly with woman. However, if you were too push Rick far enough...you would most likely end in bad ways, mentally and physically.

Background: Born in Bree-land, on his fathers estate where he ran 'The Belhaven Machinary' company, that sold war machines to the factions and houses around Middle-earth. Masrick lived an easy life, having everyone waiting hand and foot for him, doing everything he asked and still do up until this very day. 

                                      -Masrick at the young age of seventeen-

Once Masrick reached the age of seventeen he had already been taught by a Gondorian mercenary that his father payed to teach him how to fight by the sword, having first picked his sword up by the age of six. Once he hit the age of eighteen winters he had already seen most of the world, having travelled all over with his father and the machines to be sold, as he grew his father became a lot more firm on him,,,, turning him more into his 'right hand man' than his son. He grew to become a hardened warrior, killing and assassinating the companies competition, debt collecting etc. 

But a time came when Rick wished to move on, change his life and do something more worthy of his skills. He travelled from corner to corner until he found himself in the White City, working his way from stablehand, tending and mucking out the horses, to then working alongside with the smiths of the White City for a few years until Having found himself training to be a rider in the Gondorian Riders. He faught and served with them for ten years, making it to lieutenant. His reason for being back in bree-land, his own.