You see Warrior of Tieheq Raeyel Buksa-haz, a Kaldar. You have a square face, unflinching and hardened topaz eyes and a straight nose. You have cropped silver-streaked black hair, with tanned skin and a brawny build. You are tall for a Kaldar. You are young.
You are wearing a generous black silk cloak with a dramatically sweeping hem, a barbarian's earring carved from kertig to resemble a tiny forge, a soft wheat-colored suede shirt with copper overstitching and rolled up sleeves, a blackened moonsilver armband inlaid with nightfire opals, a heavy platinum wedding band inset with a square-cut diamond, some supple deep brown leather pants buttoned at the waist and some bloodstained steel-toed boots with tarnished skull buckles.
Silence....breathing....I hear the foot steps.....Silence....dammit remember to breathe.... they're close now..... I wasnt always like this, by Everild these Elpalzi stink.....I hear the command "STRIKE!".... concious thought flees before the tidal wave of Rage as I roar and charge....Trothfang lead me......Kuniyo help me........it wasnt always like this..
Childhood......I was so happy then
It was a cool morning in the small Albarian fishing village. It was a Happy day, Raeyel had just turned 12 and was,
by the village's standings, a man! Just like all the other boys his age he got his first job at the docks unloading crates and fish. The days were warm for such a cold land. His nights were full of laughter, his father Raultin, the village Elder, was a master story teller and fisherman....if only he had learned war..... His mother and brothers would sit by the fire as their father, the only man Raeyel would ever call his hero, told them stories of Great Wars and battles on the high seas. Raeyel loved those the most...some days he would be caught daydreaming as he stared off the dock, wondering of a swashbuckler's life. Little did he know....he was gonna be able to live that....and more... Day came, morning, breakfast and I love you's as Raey headed to the docks....maybe if he had stayed home or..... He came home to find it burned....the village was in ruins....attacked by a band of goblins, butchered...blood everywhere.. his family dead, the only one in one piece...his father...his hero......laid slain upon the cold earth.....sword in hand... ..if he had only learned war....goodbye Dad...
Rage....the call of Blood and Water.
Not long after, Raeyel fell into a bad crowd....of mercenaries as it were. The Grey Dragons were a sea fairing group of mercenaries that specialized in assault and infiltration. He learned from them...then one day, after drinking more mead than any young man should, he set off and found the goblins. He took his time, killing most by hand, reveling in their screams, the first tugs of blood lust feeding the demon inside him. Hours later, he returned to the band and boarded the Blood Drinker, a galley....not knowing nor caring that this would be the last time he ever saw his homeland.
3 years have passed, his sledgehammer has seen so much battle....so much blood. Next....the city of Leth... easy pickings..
or so we thought. 5 days into a 2 day assault.... they're all dead.....the Drinker in smoldering embers. The Zoluren military finally packed up and marched out....leaving Rae alone by himself. North he thought...... he will go North...
New life, new path and.......oh wow who is she?
"Too many damn sounds" he thought. The River Crossings.....he was broke....couldnt use magic. What was a young Gorbesh man to do, thankfully
he picked up common while raiding. Finally one day.... a man named Malign found him, and showed him a path...that of a warrior, of a Barbarian. He was shown his anger and rage were not bad things, they were weapons to be harnessed and used at will. The jobs came and went, as the days and the pay,well into the nights, sleeping outdoors it was a dream for Raeyel. Well it was....monsoon season didnt make it so. One night he was sleeping next to the Shrine of Seamus, wet, cold. Couldnt find a shelter or start a fire, he would have died. Till he saw a young woman approach the shrine to pray, she was an elf, wait no, half elf, hair like the golden sun, eyes like the azure sky, he recognized her. She was Dainera, relation to his friend Mystylaine. What was she doing here alone? Why at night? That night she found Raeyel, took him to her home and saved his life. However, lets go back to when this love story started. Raeyel, wounded from hunting, staggered into the Empath's Guild. Looking for healing he ran into an elf, with raven black hair and deep violet eyes, small conversation and healing, he found that as attractive as she was, she was a good soul. Thus how he met his dear friend Mystylaine. As time passed they became best friends and spent the days talking and sipping drinks. One day, arriving as Mystylaine's for tea, he saw her......golden hair, eyes like the azure sky..... she was an angel. Dainera was her name, it rolled from his lips and locked in his mind...he knew he must have her. He met her mother Shiriann.......well, at least he survived it right? Then the battles came, Elpalzi, Alret and Geva making their final push. He made fast friends with a Paladin named Rekon, they foughttogether in the long and bloody campaign. At the end of it all, their friendship endured. The day came when Rae finally asked the woman of his dreams to be his for life...thank the Gods she said yes. Funny, it was at his wedding that Mystylaine and Rekon (now husband and wife) met. Though Raeyel never thought his friend would be his uncle....and his best girl friend his aunt....adopted into a new family, a Rincon now....life is funny like that...
"Now Im a married man, happily" dodges an Elpalzi attack and counters, it falls with a sickening crack of its skull. "And I have someone to go home to." Parry, duck and slam! "It wasnt always like this, I wasnt always like this, but sometimes yeah, its better than good. My Dainera makes it heaven. FIGHT FOR HONOR!"