Post by Korringrad on May 21, 2016 8:40:02 GMT -6
- ORIGIN -
His birth place is unknown to him, when he was a small child he was taken during a raid by a group of slavers. There base of operations were in the forests surrounding Greyhawk making sure to never to close. While growing up with the other boys taken by the group he developed many useful skills in survival. This came in handy since the slavers used the boys as sport . He dreamed of escaping and being free to do as he wishes. This opportunity came to him one night after the men had been drinking to much, being pushed to his limit he lost control and managed to stab his captors and running into the wilderness. While wondering around in the woods he came across a small cabin, where an elderly lady lived. She seeing that he was starving and alone, she offered to take him in. In exchange for his help around her cabin she would teach him how to read and write to that he can be more than just a pair of fists. While out on a hunting trip the elderly ladies house was broken into and she was murdered. Korringrad came back at the end while the house was still being ransacked. Blacking out he remembers nothing just waking up in blood many miles away from his home. With his “mother” being gone he decided to head to the city were he knew he could make a life for himself. Once he got to the city he was amazed at how big it was and all the people inside. He managed to some odd jobs to save up to join the Mercenary Guild. While in there employment he learned how to use many weapons his favorite quickly became the great sword. Due to his unpredictability he was forced to quit and find work elsewhere. The favorite sport of Greyhawk, The Blood Bowl, caught his eye.
His birth place is unknown to him, when he was a small child he was taken during a raid by a group of slavers. There base of operations were in the forests surrounding Greyhawk making sure to never to close. While growing up with the other boys taken by the group he developed many useful skills in survival. This came in handy since the slavers used the boys as sport . He dreamed of escaping and being free to do as he wishes. This opportunity came to him one night after the men had been drinking to much, being pushed to his limit he lost control and managed to stab his captors and running into the wilderness. While wondering around in the woods he came across a small cabin, where an elderly lady lived. She seeing that he was starving and alone, she offered to take him in. In exchange for his help around her cabin she would teach him how to read and write to that he can be more than just a pair of fists. While out on a hunting trip the elderly ladies house was broken into and she was murdered. Korringrad came back at the end while the house was still being ransacked. Blacking out he remembers nothing just waking up in blood many miles away from his home. With his “mother” being gone he decided to head to the city were he knew he could make a life for himself. Once he got to the city he was amazed at how big it was and all the people inside. He managed to some odd jobs to save up to join the Mercenary Guild. While in there employment he learned how to use many weapons his favorite quickly became the great sword. Due to his unpredictability he was forced to quit and find work elsewhere. The favorite sport of Greyhawk, The Blood Bowl, caught his eye.