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<blockquote data-quote="Valthosian" data-source="post: 4473034" data-attributes="member: 77248"><p>Don’t run off with the Shaman’s daughter. This should be an axiom for the barbarian tribes of the Cinderlands, unfortunately, Torson hadn’t been gifted with an overwhelming amount of self-preservation. His folly was compounded by the fact that the lady in question was underage, part of an arranged marriage, and the shaman in question was the real leader of the tribe, the chief was merely a pawn. Worst of all, Torson wasn’t even a member of the tribe, he was a wandering nomad who’d been run out of his birthplace with the orcs for not being green enough, and a little too pretty. As a result he’d fought his way through the Cinderlands, building his reputation, skills, and pride. </p><p> It was pride and lust that drove him to seduce Kayla, but it was love that slowly emerged. When his welcome with the tribe began to fade and her father began to suspect, the two made off and experienced a harrowing journey on their way to Korvosa in their efforts to discover a life without quite so much superstition and constricting tradition.</p><p> Once in Korvosa, Torson found that in order to provide for his woman he would have to find honest employment, keeping her off the street was important as her exotic beauty was often looked at and appraised. He knew what that might lead to if he and she both weren’t careful. Torson started working as a bouncer down at an inn at the docks, but a frequent patron, a dwarven smith by the name of Rorthim witnessed his strength and straightforwardness, and since he was lacking competent employees, offered Torson a job pumping the bellows and doing the heavy lifting down at the smithy. Torson accepted the job and worked hard, appreciating the dwarf’s lack of prejudice and fairness. Their working relationship was good as Torson finally found a superior that he could respect, one who even taught him a little bit more about the proper way to use an axe.</p><p> One evening Torson got home very late after a rush order of wrought iron fencing materials had to be completed and found Kayla missing, there was evidence of a struggle and blood on the floor. He followed the trail out into the alleys of the ghetto in which they lived only to find her body several blocks away. There was further evidence of a fight and she was missing the one piece of jewelry that she wore, a single earring. Torson flew into a rage and in his wake the city guard arrived and made his acquaintance. He wasn’t in the clink too long as Rorthim made his bail, but from then on, he was a darkened, brooding man, given to long intimidating stares and searching through various fence’s goods.</p><p> After more than a month of visiting pawn shops when he wasn’t working, he found the earring. Unable to match the price (500gp) he settled for the moment instead on finding out where it came from. The fence could only reply with “Gaedran Lamm.”</p><p> Now all he had to do was find the bastard, after that, hang him by his ankles from the smithy roof and find out how long he would last with all those pieces of hot, sharp, metal.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Valthosian, post: 4473034, member: 77248"] Don’t run off with the Shaman’s daughter. This should be an axiom for the barbarian tribes of the Cinderlands, unfortunately, Torson hadn’t been gifted with an overwhelming amount of self-preservation. His folly was compounded by the fact that the lady in question was underage, part of an arranged marriage, and the shaman in question was the real leader of the tribe, the chief was merely a pawn. Worst of all, Torson wasn’t even a member of the tribe, he was a wandering nomad who’d been run out of his birthplace with the orcs for not being green enough, and a little too pretty. As a result he’d fought his way through the Cinderlands, building his reputation, skills, and pride. It was pride and lust that drove him to seduce Kayla, but it was love that slowly emerged. When his welcome with the tribe began to fade and her father began to suspect, the two made off and experienced a harrowing journey on their way to Korvosa in their efforts to discover a life without quite so much superstition and constricting tradition. Once in Korvosa, Torson found that in order to provide for his woman he would have to find honest employment, keeping her off the street was important as her exotic beauty was often looked at and appraised. He knew what that might lead to if he and she both weren’t careful. Torson started working as a bouncer down at an inn at the docks, but a frequent patron, a dwarven smith by the name of Rorthim witnessed his strength and straightforwardness, and since he was lacking competent employees, offered Torson a job pumping the bellows and doing the heavy lifting down at the smithy. Torson accepted the job and worked hard, appreciating the dwarf’s lack of prejudice and fairness. Their working relationship was good as Torson finally found a superior that he could respect, one who even taught him a little bit more about the proper way to use an axe. One evening Torson got home very late after a rush order of wrought iron fencing materials had to be completed and found Kayla missing, there was evidence of a struggle and blood on the floor. He followed the trail out into the alleys of the ghetto in which they lived only to find her body several blocks away. There was further evidence of a fight and she was missing the one piece of jewelry that she wore, a single earring. Torson flew into a rage and in his wake the city guard arrived and made his acquaintance. He wasn’t in the clink too long as Rorthim made his bail, but from then on, he was a darkened, brooding man, given to long intimidating stares and searching through various fence’s goods. After more than a month of visiting pawn shops when he wasn’t working, he found the earring. Unable to match the price (500gp) he settled for the moment instead on finding out where it came from. The fence could only reply with “Gaedran Lamm.” Now all he had to do was find the bastard, after that, hang him by his ankles from the smithy roof and find out how long he would last with all those pieces of hot, sharp, metal. [/QUOTE]
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