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Character sheet from 2power
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http://aeria.omgforum.net/t4623-trian-lo-tran
Name
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Trian Lo'tran
Age
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41
Gender
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Male
Birthplace
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Kazuth City
Race
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Human
History
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Biography: Childhood: During Trian's childhood he was abandoned to a Kazuth family for unknown reasons with only a parchment that read 'Trian,'. Normally the Kazuth people would cast mankind away; however the Lo'tran family held high respect for humans because one of their ancestors was saved by a Heroic human that gave his life for one of the Lo'tran's ancestors. However; the Lo'trans were still skeptical of raising a human of their own they accepted it for the most part and raised him as their own. During Trian's childhood he was beaten and ridiculed by most of the children and adults for the simple reason was they were Kazuth and he was human; Trian started to grow hatred towards the Kazuth people. At the age of seven he was forbidden to attend the schools with the other Kazuth children; Trian's step parents grew furious. Trian started to grow apart from his family; he joined a cliche group of adolescent troublemakers who taught Trian how to steal and cause trouble through guile. Once Trian reached the age of eighteen he was cast out of his family for stealing from the guard; the penalty was either death or to become an exile. Reaching maturity: Trian traveled to many different lands; one most worthy of notoriety is Sida. Trian joined a group of merchants heading towards Sida; his plan was to continue his mastery of thievery. Trian knew that most of the people in Sida has some form of wealth; weather it be gems or jewelry. Trian found himself in a poverty stricken area known as Desban, he focused on guards but only managed to steal a few coins until he attempted to steal from a man dressed in black. As he reached into his pocket he found a dagger close to his throat; the man spoke to him and offered him suggestions on how to perfect his skills. Trian had no choice but to agree; he was under the apprenticeship of the notorious Assassin Jinnah Al'curu. Trian was taken to an abandoned stronghold and was taught by Jinnah how to perfect his use of guile and how to use a Sida curved-blade. Many months of training Trian was sent to accomplish his first and only task assigned by Jinnah...assassinate the captain of the guards. Trian crept through the guards tents soundly; he was able to reach the captain of the guards tent and slipped poison into his mouth when he was fast asleep. To add insult to injury he set the guards tents ablaze and returns to Jinnah swiftly and without notice. His apprenticeship was over; Jinnah left him with only one statement. 'You've accomplished your training; I cannot teach you anymore than I know...remember that the dark paves a road to those that have the sense to follow it and use it to his advantage". The Skills of the bow: Trian soon after ventured the lands in search of a way to utilize his talents; he was soon greeted by a group of bandits that worshiped Cyric who forced him to join their ranks. He soon accumulated a small fortune masquerading the countryside of Eternia; an elven forest village. After plundering a small caravan he found a small bow that was finely chiseled and was ornate. Trian asked one of the bandits marksman to teach him the art of the bow; he learned a great deal and started to practice his skills with bows on living beings...mostly unsuspecting farmers and peasants. As he continued his career in banditry and converted to Cyric. His marksmanship grew better and better as he continued to attack unsuspecting people through the treeline...he almost forgot about checking the pockets of those he killed. Trian soon began to whisper prayers to Cyric after he took a life of another being, wheather it be minor or greater. Trian left the group to accomplish something that came to him in a dream; assassinate a follower of Tyr he left for Surna as soon as he could. Killing the priest of Tyr As Trian came into a one of the villages; he looked upon a group of people gathering around a robed man preaching words about justice; he knew this must be the man. After dark shrouded the skies Trian followed the priest that was accompanied by two well armored guards. After considering his options he felt that toying with the target would be more beneficial to Cyric than a quick death. Trian from the tree-line raised his elven bow and fired a precise shot; it hit the priests leg. Both guards drew their swords hovering around the wounded Tyr follower chanting prayers about justice. Trian continued to fire from the treeline moving to different locations each time. After an hour firing; the guards were dead...the priest still laying on the ground bleeding whimpering to Tyr. Trian approached the Priest with the curved blade in hand, he kneeled next to him and spoke in a deep and sinister voice, 'Cyric told me of your treacherous words...I've come to end it.' without another word Trian dug his blade deep into the skull of the Tyr priest. Rewards for such a deeds(Will make an application for this later) Trian did not expect a reward for this; many gods do not give out rewards. Trian, however was an exception. Several hooded men came to Trian's resting grounds one day and took his blade and bow leaving a crystallized bottle filled with an almost gelatinous black substance and a note, 'Cyric knows'. Trian opened the bottle and drank it without question; he felt a surge of energy jut through his body. The darkness in the distance became as bright as day; could see everything in the dark. the gift Cyric bestowed upon Trian was the ability to see through darkness.[/i] font=Times New Roman][size=12]Alignment:[i] Neutral-Evil. [i]Disregards any care for human life in his goal to become wealthy.