Phii
| Phii | |
|---|---|
| Status | |
| Race | Human |
| Gender | F |
| Guild | Barbarian |
| Instance | Prime |
Phii is a human Barbarian who spends most of her time training on remote islands in Rissan territory. Her life is marked mostly by the simplicity of a warrior's lifestyle, preferring the hunt much more to social politics, to which she rarely involves herself. Though she has been known to meddle here or there, its mostly of a benign nature motivated by curiosity and the pursuit of amusement. While she has been known to fight on the front lines in the defense of cities under many flags, it has also been whispered that she's held idle conversation with the likes of Dragon Priests and Orc Warlords. Whether it is caution, plotting, or merely indifference which keeps her from declaring any allegiance is not known.
Past
On only one occasion has Phii remarked about her childhood prior to joining the Barbarian guild, and it was on the night of her Marking. According to Phii, her mother had died in childbirth and was left to be raised by her father in Zoluren. He had been a moderately successful Moon Mage as his father had been before him. With no male siblings she had been expected to carry on the next generation and was thus apprenticed to begin her training at the age of twelve. From the very start she was a great disappointment to her tutors. Though she could master the constellations and quickly learned to read and write, any attempt to connect with the outside forces of lunar magic met with disastrous failure. Not only was she unable to sense what her teachers insisted was there, it was as though a great internal barrier prevented her from even trying. With great reprimand her tutors complained of Phii's idleness and apparent willfulness and within half a years time she was expelled from her initiate training. Faced with the great burden of telling her father the young drop-out took the longest way home she knew, passing through Tiger Clan. There she witnessed an event that would be of little consequence to most, but changed Phii's life forever.
Before her eyes was the most ruthless 'game' she'd ever seen. Large Gor'togs covered in mud, and blood, were mashed together on an open field playing a game of Togball. Huddled nearby in a cage was a small Gnome, rattling the cage and screaming to be let out, but Phii took no notice. She didn't even notice as her small sack of lunar scrolls dropped from her hand and saturated in the mud. The players clashed together like great thunderclouds at war, kicking up great peels of dirt and muck. She went on watching, mesmerized and unnoticed for quite some time. For the first time she felt what her tutors had been trying so hard to convey in their attempts to have her perceive the mana around her. But it wasn't power from the skies she felt. A tiny flame inside her flickered for the first time, as if someone had finally taken notion to open a window. With the new clean air breathed upon it the tiny blaze grew, just a little.
Finally on of the Togball gladiators took notice of the small human girl standing in the mud. With a grunt he told her to move on before she got killed, or worse, used as a ball. The Gnome in the cage leaned forward intently at this. But the girl would not move. Timidly, the girl did just the opposite. Instead she asked if she could play too. The muddy Gor'Tog threw back his head in a raucous hoot and told her to get lost again. But again, Phii did not go. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he surveyed the girl and seemed to think on something with momentary concentration. He leaned down, the smell of grog heavy on his breath and reaffirmed to Phii that no, she could not play. But perhaps she could someday with a bit of training. He reached down and fished one of the ruined parchment scrolls from the mud. Plucking a piece of charcoal from the scoreboard he scribbled something hastily on the parchment and thrust it in Phii's small hands. With a satisfied grunt he turned and resumed watching the game. Slowly, Phii turned and left the field, following the crude picture drawing of what seemed to be directions. Following the wet and muddy parchment, Phii took her first steps toward the Barbarian Guild, and her future as a true Warrior of Inner Fire.