Name: Sam Scalen
Nation: Airyan
Description: Tall, brown hair, no facial hair, brown eyes, soft expression
Other: Around 6'5", believes man is naturally good so is naturally merciful and trusting (sometimes to the point of blatant stupidity), caring, strong, wields two daggers
Tactics: A specialist of single man stealth and combat, warfare is not quite his forte, let alone leading a squadron. However, using his experience as a warrior, he has become more skilled over time at commanding his troops. Believes in taking the enemy by surprise and superior numbers. Believes in honor so unlikely to retreat under any circumstances.
Sam had his men move carefully along the banks of the river, attempting to move into position without being skewered by the Zi cavalry about 200 feet away. From what he could survey, this battle would be great in scale. He looked out upon his men, still unseen by the enemy forces. His battalion was lacking in numbers and experience, but he refused to succumb to defeat so easily. His troop drew their weapons silently, eager for the command to strike.
OOC: This is my first time doing one of these so if I suck sorry