Description
You set your eyes on a young human male roughly six feet or so
in height. Short dark brown hair peaks out beneath his headwear,
extending down his checks to a spares and some what patchy
beard. Innocent brown eyes appear to be worry stricken, nearly
lost in constant contemplation, set in slight shadow by a
constantly furrowed brow. His nose is thick and short, quite well
proportioned to his square face. He is not overly well built yet
toned and in no doubt good shape. Dressed in a ragtag assortment
of armor, he appears to be well traveled and you suspect he is
able to defend himself.
Role
The Brucades
Added Thu Nov 23 08:28:20 2006 at level 30:
Brucifer was raised as an orphan in the town of Balator.
He could not recall life not as an orphan, for he arrived at
the orphanage an infant. He was found naked and starving
barely floating in the river by some tower guards and
taken to the orphanage for care. His own mother
abandoned him, hoping for his death at the hands of the
water.
His whole life, people constantly tried to kill Brucifer.
From his mother to the constant bands of brigands and
rouges would assault the orphanage, slaying children by
the dozen. He grew up fast in such an environment, those
who didn't were slain. It was not until he was 15 that he
learned what safety felt like.
A particularly large battle had broken out in Balator
between the so called defenders of the innocent and the
evil Empire. The Empire had won the day and after the
battle a pair of Centurions was called to fortify the area,
the set their post at the entrance to the orphanage.
Brucifer watched from the foyer as always, looking for
the next band of brigands, yet time after time they were
turned away by the centurions. For 3 days they stood
guard over the orphanage, and for 3 days Brucifer knew
safety. It was on the 4th day that those of the fortress
returned. They came heavy in numbers and made fast
work of the two centurions, dispatching them with glee
before moving through the town. And so the marauders
came again.
It was this that gave Brucifer his epiphany. Violence and
chaos rule this realm. The result is constant turmoil,
constant war, and constant struggle. Brucifers vision is to
unify the realm under one flag. One nation, large and
vast, strong and wealthy, where men can prosper and
order is king. He will need to garner the support of the
masses, and for that he shall need something they can
stand behind.
He has become a soldier in the Imperial army, the stage is
set for