Krako
V'ybutt 4819
- 4844
Krako's
childhood had not been kind, the bastard son of a common footpad he had escaped
the gallows & left his behind his people to search for a better life beyond
the Draxxan hills of his youth & so on the fifth day of Octarius, 4844,
he found himself amongst strange company in the village of Breem, a small but
thriving village on the borders of Rosen in the Forlorn foothills leading over
the Breton Range & onward to Bretonia.
The pass, near choked with early snow, has swollen the village population to near breaking as the many traders & travellers hoping to run the pass clutter the villages market square.
Having taken up with a miss matched group of fellow travellers Krako overheard a trader offering good gold for any willing to escort him up & through the pass, confident in his talent to survive such inhospitable conditions & sure he could guide the others Krako took up the traders offer & within the hour they began the long climb.
Through the night they marched & after much talk it became apparent that the trader was not what he at first seemed, he had lied & was pursued, by whom he would not reveal, for the theft of, well, the theft something that somebody wanted back & that they would kill to get back.
Near the top of Genth Pass one of the traders pursuers caught them up & took the life of two of Krako's new found friends, not wishing to die, Krako turned & took the life of his erstwhile employer before bargaining with the stranger, alas, the negotiations went poorly & the stranger passed away.
Regrettably the strangers friends were in close pursuit & despite efforts to negotiate for his life for the stolen powders the duplicity of others were his undoing & he fell,beneath the blade of the strangers accomplices.