Kuroi Ha
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Kuroi Ha, translated as Black Blade, is is known only as Blade.
Kuroi Ha was born, nameless, in the lands of Kara Tur to parents he will never know about. After his birth, Blade was put in the care of the family living at a random doorstep; never to see either parent again. His mother died of some disease the healers could not fathom, and his father was knifed in alley, supposedly for the few coins he was carrying.
At the age of three, Kuroi Ha was stabbed when his adopted mother was robbed in the same alley his father perished. The theif got away with the coins, but left his knife … a knife with a black blade covered in a powerful poison. Blade was rushed to the healers who sealed the wounds but could do nothing for the poison coursing through his veins. The priests said that he would not survive the night, and not without a lot of pain. The priests were right, there was much pain for the child that night. Blade spent the entire night moaning, crying and squirming from the searing pain that wracked his small body. But, the next morning brought with it unexpected sleep. The monks and his adopted mother, both thought the child had finally perished, but when they took a close look, little Kuroi Ha was fast asleep and breathing easy. That is when his name was given.
By the time Blade was seven, he was doing most of the heavy work around the house. He was stonger than the average child of his years, but also kept an amazing amount of lithness to him. The combination of his strength and dexterity kept him out of the spotlight with the local bullies. But, it did not help when the loan sharks came callling for repayment of his mother's gambling debts. Instead of working them off in the local brothel, his adopted mother ran off with what little money she had and took him with.
Over the next seven years mother and son, covered Estagund, Luiren The plains of the Eastern Shaar, north into Unther, Chessenta, Chondath, and Turmish. However, after booking transport on a ship from Alaghon to Saerloon, Blade's adopted mother went missing. After spending most of the night looking for her, he went back to their little inn room to get some rest for the serch tomorrow. The next morning, Blade found a note slid under the door in his mother's handwriting telling him not to look for her. Being abandoned again, he decided to take the boat to Sembia and start his life over.
At the age of sixteen, Blade took off from Sembia to the Dales with a minor noble fasst on his heels. The previous night, the noble came into the same tavern as young Blade, and demanded that Blade move from his table. Blade refused politely, but the noble's body guards tried to remove him from his seat. The guards and nobleman both found out how good this 'peasant' was at a bar fight. The young orphan knocked out both guuards quickly and gave the young noble a shiner that would last a good week.
Wanting to some distance between him and the noble, Blade traveled right through the Dales, Vaasa, and Damara. Finding nothing in Damara of intrest he decided to travel over the Giantspire Mountains and see what lies beyond, hoping to find a new home sooner or later.
Arriving in the region of Narfell at the age of twenty summers, he is hoping to settle in Norwick and make a living at helping where ever he can ... maybe even a family some day.
His travels have made him quiet and very reserved. His skill with sword and bow are good, but you would never hear that from him. He now stands a hair over six feet tall, well muscled, but also has a grace that is unusual for his size.
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