The beginning of vengence
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A cold wind blew across the land, swirling the rising smoke. Smoke that rose from the charred remains of a farmstead. A young boy is there, struggling to pull a pair of charred corpses out of the remains. The cold wind has dried the tears that had streamed from his one good eye, the other eye being ruined by a gash that runs through it. He has no more tears left to shed, just the beginnings of a cold fire in his spirit. A man wrapped in a cloak approaches from a distance, and the boy stops his efforts as the man approaches. The man looks down at the boy. "What be your name boy?"
The boy looks up at him, not answering
"Have you no toungue?" asked the man, "I said what be your name?"
"Kylar…Kylar Datson."
"What happened here boy?"
"Raiders. Orcs or goblins, a few men too I think," Kylar replied.
"Where those your parents then?" asked the man, pointing at the charred corpses.
"Yes."
"What will you do now then?"
Kylar just shrugged.
"Do you want to find the ones who did this?" asked the man
"Yes"
"And kill them?"
"Yes"
The man then smiled grimly at him. "Good lad. I shall aid you in this. Come with me Kylar and I will teach you the Way of the Vemgeful Fist and of Hoar the Lord of Vengence who will be pleased by your desire for revenge."
Kylar looked back at the burned remains of his home and family, then turned and followed the man away.Character name: Kylar Datson
Login: chrisj144
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reviewed, xp pending.
