User:Enwah

Enwah Sepelire, Sgt. of the Outriders.

Race:Gor'Tog
Circle:52
Guild:Barbarian

Enwahs childhood:

Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many, but also hated as well because of one thing... They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands gleaming dangerously in the light and almost invisible to the eye under the cloaks sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade pertruded right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor. His father and the thief were almost evenly matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell, disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air and crashed on the table shattering it into tiny splinters. As Enwah stood there, his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms lovingly as tears ran down his face. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the Assassin, why had he attacked? Suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next he would never forget. Blood suddenly was spewed across Enwahs face. He saw the glint of a blade go through his fathers back and out through the front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now I have killed you. Go walk the starry road like your whore of a wife has." The Assassin almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run. Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief lunged at him. Enwah grabbed his toy shortbow and drew it. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on him. As he loaded an arrow into the bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay. It was like taking candy from a baby." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and moved with such speed it was a blur. Enwah began to shake in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air, Enwah roared with ferocity of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind with anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR TO ME! WHY!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as his was grip was unbreakable. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The Assassin let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The Assassin put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared in anger, killing the Assassin as he pushed the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in Enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, standing in the pools of blood from his mother and father. He wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He stood there in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh god please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice as well as his fathers. He looked up with his bloodshot eyes to see a ghostly image of both his parents standing before him. His mother then put her corporal hand on his shoulder. Enwah then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you. Please father, I'm not strong enough" His mother looked at him sadly as did his father too. Then his mother and father said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for the both of us. Just know we love you and will always be there for you. Suddenly they began to fade as a single tear ran down his mothers cheek. Just as they faded his heard his fathers voice once more "You must leave here, you're in grave danger. I've not much time, but you will see as time passes what has happened to us and why. You must avenge us. Enwah shouted " NO, No please don't leave me!" As the voice of his father vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then felt sudden exhaustion as all his anger and fear drifted away. He then began to fall to the floor. As he lay on the floor unable to move he drifted into unconciousness. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes adjusted to the light as he stood up slowly to see an old man standing before him. He had wrinkled skin, but wore a red mages robe. It seemed almost as if the mans cane had power held within it as the blood red ruby eminated a light blue color throughout the room. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, this Assassin attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All I know is I walked in while it happened and watched as my parents died. I do remember as the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life. We must know whats happened here for not just your protection, but for everyone elses."

The guard took Enwah out,nearly running with him. As he passed people they seemed almost afraid because of all the blood that stained his clothes. Eventually they made it to the town hall. He sat there silently as for what seemed like hours. As the sun began to fall in the sky he then saw once again the old man from his house. "Boy we must get you out of here immediately. This assassin was from the high city of Valroth. This town isn't known to many because its to the very far west." As he grabbed the boys arm he grabbed a longsword from his scabberd. To Enwahs asonishment it was his fathers blade. The mage then glanced at Enwah. "This sword....your father would have wanted you to have it." Questions began to flow through Enwahs head. How did he know my father? Why does he care for me so much? So many questions yet to be answered. He then asked "Sir, did you know my parents well?" The old man stood in silence for a moment almost as if thinking of what to say. "Yes, I knew them well actually. As you know they were Mages, but theres many things they kept secret. My boy your mother and father knew things only the most important people of our world have. As you grow older I'll tell you more, but for now it must wait. We have to get you out of here, for danger is not far behind us." Then Enwah asked, "What is your name?" The old man smiled, then said "My name is Ulthgaar. That is all I can tell you right now lad." He then gave Enwah his fathers sword, and scabbard. He attached it to his waist as he drew the blade. It was a light tinted blue, with serrated edges meant to cut, not puncture. It was surprisingly light to hold,
To be continued....