The basic path for any monk, is one of reflection inwards, viewing each
moment as a series of events to be judged by their own merits, rather than
by a desired outcome. Waschen Yosort, a native of a small chain of islands
in the dragon sea, was the child of a powerful village elder. Early in
life, he watched his father hoard wealth and power, in dealings with its
powerful neighbors. Waschens father would deal away village girls and boys
as slaves, trading away their future in an effort to harvest what riches he
could.
Waschen attempted to stop this barbary, but his father would not hear of it.
In a vain attempt to keep any more children from the slave pits of
Darkhaven, he fought the men that came to round up the little ones. He
barely survived and would not have, had his father not stopped the merciless
beatings. Waschen disappeared as soon as he was fit enough to walk. He
learned quickly of the ethical thinking of the monks, taking care to judge
future situations as his father never could. The ends cannot justify the
means. Each series of events, must be judged on its own, with no thought of
the desired outcome.
Description:
A pair of dark gray eyes, dominates the stern features of a smooth ebony skinned face. A thick black beard covers his face stopping just above his ears, with his head shaved clean above that point. As he walks, each movement appears at once smooth and strong, like a gust of wind that pulls at the body like a strong rope tied to the waist, yet as insubstantial as a puff of smoke.
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