Marest Darist was raised just outside Valour, in a small fishing village
by a loving father and doting mother. The village was a peaceful place to
live, surrounded as it was by the armies of Valour and their loyal Knights.
Not much occurred, that would cause alarm to a family of simply means and
ways. It would be nice to say, that this story was of how a dark thing
happened to a good family by outside forces. It would be nice to dream, of
how young Marest would have found his family slain by foreign soldiers and
took up a blade to defend ever happening again. A sad thought, that it
would be nice if these things had happened. Himself . He would swear a vow
to avenge his family and protect others from this
The truth of the matter, is that Marest came home to find his mother
standing over his father, with a knife in her hand. Her eyes flashed as
Marest entered and the knife hit the floor with a thud that, to this very
day, echoes in Marest's mind. He ran. His thoughts broken at the sight of
his fathers cut body. When he finally fell, in a heap, miles from his home
in front of the temple that he took as refuge, a priest saw his look of
horror and came to him. Wrapping him in a blanket, he ushered him inside
the temple and pulled the horror laced story from the youths mouth.
It took a fortnight to locate Marest's mother. It was found, hanging from a
tree, deep within the woods. No note was found, dedicated to this massacre
of Marest's life and family. Just the body, spinning from the tree, bloated
and blue.
Of Marest, being a youth and with no other family, he was raised by the
priests in that temple. It was not long, before he was of age to choose a
profession. While the priests encouraged him towards a way of peace and
service, he chose something more suited to the rambunctiousness of youth.
His heritage lends itself towards long life, his father having been elven
and now though he appears still smooth of cheek, he has long outlived the
clerics who raised him. His only wish, that he could outlive the memories
that still haunt his dreams of his dead father and murderous mother.
Well I gotta say i didn't see this one coming at all! Marest was a great character and held true to his beliefs and showed what a knight should be. You will be missed my friend.
I liked playing him. I created him to help restore a bit of balance, as Legion was running rampant at the time. For a while, Knight had complete control of things. I got bored and up came Voglin.
What the heck? How did you have time to play all these characters?
Great job. Had lots of fun battles/trips/interactions with lots of your characters. Good luck with the new business. Looking forward to you next project.
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I liked playing him. I created him to help restore a bit of balance, as Legion was running rampant at the time. For a while, Knight had complete control of things. I got bored and up came Voglin.
Thanks for the fun.
PS.
Sorry Myri! Lol.
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Great job. Had lots of fun battles/trips/interactions with lots of your characters. Good luck with the new business. Looking forward to you next project.
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