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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Talindra" data-source="post: 425355" data-attributes="member: 155">Ardoss' historyArdoss T’Rok was born a child of war. His human mother cared for him as best she could but the rest of the community tolerated him at best, shunning him and finally forcing him and his mother to leave as soon as he could walk. After several years of wandering, his mother died on the road, and Ardoss buried her as best he could, covering her body with rocks.  He was only four years old.  He was found by a group of thieves, who made the boy one of their own.  They were the first to accept him for what he was, and were in fact eager for his to grow, hoping the brute strength of his race would manifest in him.  His strength came to him, but it brought a certain quickness as well, which surprised the other rogues.  One, in particular, took Ardoss under his wing.  An older human named Lythos, he was the son of a noble who had been named traitor, and executed.  Lythos had lost his wealth, but retained his knowledge, and had had a very successful career as a thief.  Given more to planning operations than carrying them out, he was often found with his nose in a book, and despite the laughter and strange looks, Ardoss followed suit.  He learned much of his speech from old books, and as such his language tends toward the formal.  His mother’s side of the family influenced his mental proficiency, and though he will never be a genius, he is of average intelligence.  While Lythos developed his mind, the other bandits developed his body, teaching him to fight.  They also imparted to him a strange code of honor, odd amongst thieves, but inviolate nonetheless.  Unfortunately, Ardoss’ band of thieves became embroiled with another guild in a battle for control of the city in which they worked, and the other guild won.  The members of Ardoss’ band were slaughtered, and though Ardoss fought, he fell amongst a pile of dead bodies, covered in blood, and when he awoke, all he had loved was dead, and the bandits were gone.  Ardoss spent his nights for years afterwards hunting down and killing the members of the guild, until at last his bloodthirst was sated, his debt to Lythos paid, and he struck out into the world, unable to stay in the city any longer.    Used to being shunned for his race, Ardoss is wary of most people. He respects warriors, especially those who follow the code.   Ardoss is tall and strong with heavy half-orc features. His skin has a grey hue, eyes are blood red, his hair is jet black and pulled back. He dresses much like a common soldier, and does his best to blend with the population at large.</blockquote>

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