Vega Wolfe
Nov 11, 2015 23:14:44 GMT
Post by Naiatis on Nov 11, 2015 23:14:44 GMT
Vega Wolfe
The Bastard of Westgate
The Bastard of Westgate
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Name:
Vega Ivellios Wolfe
Race:
Human
Age:
32
Height:
6'1
Weight:
110kg
Eye Colour:
Pale Blue
Hair Colour:
Dirty Blonde
Skin Colour:
Tanned White
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History
Welcome to Westgate. The filthiest, richest, most corrupt port in all of the Sea of Fallen Stars- and it has some stiff competition. In the centre of this hive of villainy and evil, Vega Wolfe was born. You would expect him to be born into one of the other thousands of poor, struggling families of the lower class or the moral-free upper class, but Vega was born in the rare in-between. His mother and father were both hard working individuals, his mother a priestess of Ilmater and his father a scribe at the local bank. It's honest, reasonable folk like Vega's mother and father that are the worst off in Westport, because not only do you have the disadvantage of the truth- you have just enough money to be worthy of the attention of your local crew of brigands and thieves. It was because of this that Vega became an orphan at the young ripe age of eight, being thrown into a local orphanage the day after his parents went missing and never resurfaced. Whether or not they made it out is unclear to Vega, all he knows was that nobody came for him that day, or the day after that, or any day for the next eight years. Around the age of sixteen was when Vega decided he wanted in on the business that spelled out the end of his parents- he was joining the Fire Knives. This was a large faction of Assassins and hit-men that earned their way through their ability to kill. Vega, since his parents death, had harboured no hatred for the city or the people that destroyed his life. No, to him this was an every day occurance in Westgate. It was true, but it was without emotion- he couldn't afford to be emotional in Westgate. That's how people ended up like this parents. For ten years Vega served under the Fire Knives, and at the age of twenty six, after countless crimes and a handfull of murders, Vega left Westgate on a mercenary job he'd landed- his target, a rich merchant passing through Westgate, offered a far higher price for Vega's protection. He dropped his roots, and became one of this merchant's most prized bodyguards. He travelled all around western Faerun, spending money and doing as he pleased. One day, six years later, Vega and his master had stopped in Waterdeep to grab some supplies and have a night in at one of the city's many brothels. During the evening, Vega abandoned his sultry prostitute to go speak with one of his mercenary friends among the merchant's guard- his friend had heard stories of an island ripe for the looting off of the Sword Coast, and that there was a ship leaving that night. Vega took this opportunity and didn't think much of the consequences- he'd looted and pillaged many places before, and probably would many times again. To his surprise, the island wasn't as nearly as empty as they'd thought. Discovering a horde of undead, Vega and his contacts came and left Siranda- however without proper maps, they quickly found their boat damaged beyond repair and sinking off of the coast of Baraban. Hours later, Vega awoke on the shores of the foggy town and began his adventure on Siranda, or, as he would call it- "Shit-randa."
