A striking and handsome man who hardly looks of his early 30’s. His care-free and cheerful smile from behind sky blue eyes and golden locks never seem to betray a mysterious pain lingering inside. He is of medium build, quick witted, light on his feet and charming of tongue.
Though he greets friend and stranger with an ever pleasant grin, he can be surprisingly brutal and thorough in combat. Preferring to finish the job first and clean up later.
Though he enjoys the companionship of others, when convicted of a course of action, he is hard to sway otherwise. He will regularly disappear or seem to be at odds with his group, only to surprisingly return when most needed.
Nash has shown himself to regularly be generous and quick to aid those in ‘genuine’ need, but he shows little-to-no mercy for those who are at odds with his purposes (such as feral goblins who chew half his HP away).
Biography:
Orphaned and starving, Nash and his younger brother Edrik did what they could to survive on the streets. They would often steal food from travelers or market vendors. The two brothers became quite adept at this task and one day caught the eyes of Renec, Guild Master of The Howling Wind. Renec took the children from poverty at a young age and trained them in the Howling Wind Guild (The Howling Wind Guild is the elite combat unit of the Menogene. They have two important tasks: To protect important people and assassinate them. The guild also takes part in espionage, sabotage or any other request requiring subtly. Training in the guild is highly secretive and is rumored to even pit members against each other in mortal combat.)
Though he greets friend and stranger with an ever pleasant grin, he can be surprisingly brutal and thorough in combat. Preferring to finish the job first and clean up later.
Though he enjoys the companionship of others, when convicted of a course of action, he is hard to sway otherwise. He will regularly disappear or seem to be at odds with his group, only to surprisingly return when most needed.
Nash has shown himself to regularly be generous and quick to aid those in ‘genuine’ need, but he shows little-to-no mercy for those who are at odds with his purposes (such as feral goblins who chew half his HP away).
Biography:
Orphaned and starving, Nash and his younger brother Edrik did what they could to survive on the streets. They would often steal food from travelers or market vendors. The two brothers became quite adept at this task and one day caught the eyes of Renec, Guild Master of The Howling Wind. Renec took the children from poverty at a young age and trained them in the Howling Wind Guild (The Howling Wind Guild is the elite combat unit of the Menogene. They have two important tasks: To protect important people and assassinate them. The guild also takes part in espionage, sabotage or any other request requiring subtly. Training in the guild is highly secretive and is rumored to even pit members against each other in mortal combat.)
Undergoing ruthless training that often brought them to the brink of death, Nash and his brother strengthened each other and survived. Nash showed great skill and cunning, and carried out many successful contracts early on. However life in the Howling Wind was not for Edrik. Knowing this, Nash helped Edrik fake his death and flee the guild. Years passed. Edrik settled down in a remote village, married and was content to live off the land with his wife. Nash would visit his brother in secret once a year to bring money and news. Each visit, drik would urge his brother to abandon the guild and live a life of peace but Nash would refuse. Later, Nash was contracted to assassinate a “troublesome” rebel leader at an Inn. Upon reaching the targets location, Nash was surprised to find none other than his brother Edrik. Renec, knowing Nash had deceived the guild by helping his brother flee had staged the encounter. Refusing to kill his rother, Nash and Edrik fought off their pursuers and fled.
Fearing for his families safety, Edrik returned to his home accompanied by Nash. Upon his return, Edrik was horrified to find his wife and children slain. Nash and his brother were confronted once again by the Howling Wind Guild and fought ferociously against their assailants. Seeing the guilds leader, Ranec, Edrik became blind with rage and dove at the master. Though the battle was fierce, Ranec proved to be the better and delivered Edrik a mortal blow.
With his last breath, Edrik urged his brother once again to turn from his life in the Howling Wind and live a peaceful life. Ranec, thinking him demoralized and defeated, offered Nash forgiveness if he would return to the Guild. However, Nash, having lost what little joy he still found in the world, refused. Conflicted and seeing that he would be overpowered, Nash fled into the wilderness.
Nash wandered the wilderness alone for months, despairing of life itself. Coming upon the head of the great river Turrion at the fall of Lillaeth, he threw himself over the edge, thinking to end his life. But fate would not have it be so. Barely alive, Nash’s body was found by a small community of nomads along the river’s edge. The simple, but kind people cared for Nash and welcomed him into their community. Life slowly began to return to his weary soul as he experienced the peoples kindness, heard them laugh, and watched them care for one another. As the years passed, Nash became as a brother to the men of the tribe, sharing in their joys and sorrows. Committed to honor his brothers dying wish, Nash put away his weapons and lived at peace within the community.
Fearing for his families safety, Edrik returned to his home accompanied by Nash. Upon his return, Edrik was horrified to find his wife and children slain. Nash and his brother were confronted once again by the Howling Wind Guild and fought ferociously against their assailants. Seeing the guilds leader, Ranec, Edrik became blind with rage and dove at the master. Though the battle was fierce, Ranec proved to be the better and delivered Edrik a mortal blow.
With his last breath, Edrik urged his brother once again to turn from his life in the Howling Wind and live a peaceful life. Ranec, thinking him demoralized and defeated, offered Nash forgiveness if he would return to the Guild. However, Nash, having lost what little joy he still found in the world, refused. Conflicted and seeing that he would be overpowered, Nash fled into the wilderness.
Nash wandered the wilderness alone for months, despairing of life itself. Coming upon the head of the great river Turrion at the fall of Lillaeth, he threw himself over the edge, thinking to end his life. But fate would not have it be so. Barely alive, Nash’s body was found by a small community of nomads along the river’s edge. The simple, but kind people cared for Nash and welcomed him into their community. Life slowly began to return to his weary soul as he experienced the peoples kindness, heard them laugh, and watched them care for one another. As the years passed, Nash became as a brother to the men of the tribe, sharing in their joys and sorrows. Committed to honor his brothers dying wish, Nash put away his weapons and lived at peace within the community.
Peace and happiness proved to be elusive. Rumors of bandits began to pass through the quiet community from other tribes. Though they tried to hide it, Nash could see the fear in the eyes of his new brothers and sisters (a look he had only ever seen in the eyes of his own targets). Tensions grew as woman and children began to arrive, having fled their own homes in fear. Nightmares of his past exploits began to torment Nash through the night. In his dreams, he would relive many his missions for the Howling Wind, but each of his victims faces were those of the new community he had become a part of.
Late one night, men from a neighboring village came asking for help. Their homes were under attack by bandits. They were tired and desperate; they could not protect their own families. There were no warriors in the tribe, but the men gathered to help anyway. Nash accompanied the men to the other village even if to only protect them from as much harm as he could. None were prepared for what hey found.
Homes still burning, woman and children lay slain in their sleep. Nash’s memory reeled with images of his own return to Edrik’s home that fateful evening. Nash was jarred from his memory by the wails of sorrow around him. Looking out over the destroyed homes, Nash caught sight of two bandits who had lingered in their plundering. Without a moment’s hesitation, Nash was upon them. His heart burning with rage, he slew the two men in an instant.
Stripping the men, Nash clothed himself in the garb of a bandit and set out to find the men’s camp. Though they were stunned at his sudden and brutal slaying of the two bandits, the villagers offered to accompany him. Nash refused, and vanished into the forest before there was any protest. Coming upon the camp by twilight, Nash crept from tent to tent slaying each man silently. By dawn, Nash had not left a soul alive.
In a daze, his hands stained with the blood of a dozen men, Nash returned to the quiet village that had shown him so much kindness. But he could not enter. Though his heart willed it, and people would have received him gladly, there was no returning to that dreamlike life of peace. His blood stained hands truly had no place among a people so kind and gentle.
Nash could not escape his past, but he could embrace the future. Though he had taken many lives, he could also protect life. In that moment, as he turned away from the peaceful tribe, he vowed to live the rest of his life to atone for his past. To help the helpless and protect the weak, he would once gain wield his blade. He would allow his hands to be stained with blood so that others may know peace.
Great job! 250 XP awarded!
ReplyDeleteThis is a great example for everyone else who wants to post a background. I'll try and get a post up in the next couple days about posting and potential rewards.