Vaen Swiftar
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| Player: Vaen Swiftar | |
| Place of Birth: | Minoc |
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| Class: | Not Specified |
| Guild: | Moonglow Town Council |
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| Aliases: | Not Specified |
| Race: | Human |
| Age: | Played from 18-37 |
| Height: | 5'11 |
| Weight: | 180 |
| Eye Color: | Hazel |
| Hair Color: | Dark Brown |
| Biographical Data | |
| Residence: | 6 Feet Under |
| Former Guilds: | Legion of Justice (GM) |
| Marital Status: | Married |
| Relatives: | Not Specified |
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| None | |
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| No additional information available. | |
(WORK IN PROGRESS)
History
The life of Vaen Swiftar is by no means a dull life. However, to detail the events in his life would be far too long of a read for anyone looking to learn just a few pieces of information on him. The story of his death alone took up roughly 48 pages. In this article, you will read about some of the turning points of his life, and some of the major events that lead him to be who he was.
Childhood
Vaen Swiftar was born into a family of honor in the small town of Minoc. He was always taught to honor his commitments, whatever they may be. He was taught to make "giving his word" something that all who know him can believe in. But most of all, Vaen was born and raised to be a man with the heart of a lover, and the strength of a fighter.
Like most children, Vaen enjoyed being outside with his friends. His best friend, Marcus Stanim, would frequent the Swiftar house from a nearby city called Vesper. His father, Gerta Stanim, would accompany Marcus in order to protect him on his way. In the many visits that Gerta had to the Swiftar Property in Minoc, Gerta became very fond of the land. He seemed jealous in the sense that he did not have such land around Vesper. It became very apparent that Gerta was very interested in owning the land.
Marcus and Vaen would sword fight eachother at the age of three. They were playing with some dulled knives that Firal Swiftar, Vaen's father, had made for them.
These two were the best of friends, and everyone thought that this bond could not be broken.
One day as Gerta Stanim was coming to retrieve his son Marcus from the Swiftar's, Gerta seemed a little strange. A slight twitching in his head that was never there before was now very apparent. As Pryat, Vaen's mother, answered the door, she was quickly met with a blade through her chest. Firal and Vaen ran to her in time to catch her body, but the blade had done enough damage already, for she was dead. Gerta grabbed the sobbing Marcus, and quickly ran off towards Vesper, screaming, "This land will be mine!"
War of Families
Wake up, eat, train, rest, train, eat, and sleep. This is the routine that Vaen had lived by ever since he was eight years old. His older brother, Talen Swiftar, tried to convince Vaen that hand to hand combat is not the best way to go about things. Talen had taken in the art of animal care, and was very familiar with forming mutual bonds with even the strongests of beasts. Vaen, however, was not interested. He believed that if something were to be done out of revenge, it would be done by the person themselves.
Vaen wanted more than anything to join the ranks of the war. He watched as some of the Swiftar Family and their friends charged into battle against some of the Stanim Family and their friends, and dreamed about how glorious battle was. Vaen simply could not wait until he got his first kill.
Years passed, and Vaen was now seventeen. He quickly joined in the ranks of the war, eagerly awaiting his first battle. But no Stanims came, not for weeks. Had they finally given up?
One day, while Vaen was doing business in a provisioner's shop in Minoc, Gerta and Marcus were walking about. Gerta just looked at Vaen and smiled, and then patted Marcus on the back. Marcus gave a weak smile, and started to walk towards Vaen.
"Vaen... arm yourself."
"Marcus...?!"
Marcus sighed. "Vaen, arm yourself."
Vaen nodded in disappointment, knowing that neither him nor Marcus wanted to continue with this. They walked outside to the eastern wall of the bank. Both of them armed their swords, and squared off. Marcus charged forward, slashing at Vaen's right shoulder, but Vaen quickly dodged it and struck Marcus in the back with the butt-end of his sword. Marcus groaned, but quickly recovered and they squared off again.
"Kill him, Marcus!" yelled Gerta from the side.
Marcus nodded slowly, closing his eyes tight. He then took another charge at Vaen and slashed at Vaen's left hip, but Vaen jumped back and quickly struck Marcus with the flat of his blade, causing Marcus to fumble backwards. Marcus, now getting irritated, charged once more with his sword out infront of him. Vaen dodged to the side and swung his blade around, just barely missing Marcus. Marcus quickly turned and slashed diagonally towards Vaen's chest, but Vaen put his arm up in defense, and the blade ripped through Vaen's armor, causing a large gash to form in his arm. Vaen groaned, and looked at his arm, and then looked at his old friend. Vaen realized that this was not going to end with him and his old friend walking away laughing. No longer was this a playful fight. This was a fight to win. Vaen tightened his grip on his blade and charged towards Marcus, swinging with all of his might. Vaen slashed at Marcus's left arm, his right leg, and at Marcus's head, causing gashes in his limbs and cutting off Marcus's left ear. Marcus cried in agony, dropping his sword. Vaen quickly dropped his sword and went to the aid of his friend, hoping that he was wrong and that Marcus and he would once again laugh with eachother. As soon as Vaen went to look at Marcus's ear, Marcus pulled a daggar from his boot and stabbed Vaen in the shoulder. Vaen shouted, and grabbed the daggar from Marcus, and stabbed him in the heart, killing him almost immediately. Vaen turned to Gerta, who already had his mace ready, and was quickly struck down by a fierce blow to the back.
"How does it feel to kill your best friend, Vaen?"
"No....Better....than to....send...your son....to death...."
Gerta laughed, and lifted his mace high in the air, but just before he could swing it down on to Vaen...
"Pelegathor, attack!" screamed Talen from the north. A large white wyrm, flew down and tackled Gerta, and started to bite at his limbs and trample his body. Within a few short seconds, Gerta was lifeless, and the war had ended. Vaen looked up at his brother, and nodded at him, grasping his wounds. Vaen tried to apply bandages, but the pain was too great. Talen took Vaen back to their home, where Vaen would rest for weeks to come.
This was the end of the War of the Families. Although it was a great victory for the Swiftar family, it fell heavily upon Vaen, who had no idea that his first glorious kill in battle would be the moment in his life he would have nightmares about for eternity.
Legion of Justice
Even though Minoc was his home, Vaen felt the need to pick up and leave. The weight of what had just transpired pushed heavily down on his shoulders. Through his travels, he came across two individuals named Valatin and Rachel. The two were married, and the three of them quickly became friends. Joining them in their search for a purpose, the three traveled around the world. No matter where they went, however, they would encounter some sort of wrongdoing. A thief stealing from some peasants. An attack in the back alleys of Britain. Murderous brigands killing caravans of people out in the wilderness. The three of them agreed that such things must not go unpunished. They agreed that Justice must be carried out.
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