Post by Gigermann on Sept 2, 2015 16:30:37 GMT -6
His story began not with his birth, but when, as a boy, he was fished out of the East Sellen by a merry band of river-pirates from the Black March, unconscious. He had no memory of what brought him there, but his clothing suggested he came from a Kellid tribe, probably from the highlands in the East of the River Kingdoms. The pirates were a motley, colorful lot. They called him “Driftwood,” and he became one of them, raised by the crew as if he were born to them. He learned the life, and learned to love it, in spite of the frequent hardships—at home on the river, wherever it might take him.
When a raid-gone-bad left the pirate company splintered and broken, he wandered the land, looking for his people. He wandered for two years before stumbling across a camp of his tribesmen—they recognized him, and took him back to their village home. They told him of his true name, and revealed that his parents had been slain in a raid near a river, and himself lost to the current. He stayed with his people for a few years, absorbing much about their culture and music, but his wanderlust eventually took hold, and he bid his people farewell, and returned to the road—or rather, the River.
He went wherever Fate pointed him, kept company with whomever he encountered, sometimes earning coin as an entertainer, sometimes looking for lost treasures, sometimes thieving—sometimes all in one day. He traveled for some time with a company of players & minstrels, and learned the art of illusion. He went missing from the company one night, and could not be found for seven days. They found him completely mad, eventually nursing him back to some sense of normal, though he never gave them a straight answer as to what had befallen him.
More recently, he left the company to wander on his own again, and found himself in Restov, having fled New Stetven a fortnight before for thievery, or absconding with another man’s wife—or both. He had heard stories of [some amazing thing] in the Stolen Lands, and convinced a party of adventurers he had met in a tavern that he knew his way around the River Kingdoms…