My parents.I did not know my mother, since she died a little while after having given birth to me, killed by some wild animal, so I was told, although very few animals were able to kill elves of my tribe. So I was left in the care of my father. Our tribe had a very power-based rule. The strong were there to rule and the weak were there to follow. My father was not one of the higher ranking men of our tribe, so our family was regarded with a level of disgust and very little pity, since pity was a weakness, and the weak perished. I lived a full 50 years there, under the dominance of the higher ranking and stronger children. I preffered not to get involved in any fights, since I could have gotten severely punished by the leader. So I learned how to keep out of sight.
Fear kept me safe, but it also made me angry. Angry at myself for being afraid. But I didn't show any change.until my 50th year. I was going hunting for the first time and my father had given me his black leather gloves. He was very proud of me. I remained with the main party, while several of our men, including my father, scouted out the area. Suddenly we heard a cry for help. We rushed towards it and found my father lying in a pool of his own blood, dead, being gnawed upon by a brown bear. Through a trance, I heard our leader, Baeroth, say: "Weak.kill it and take his things. We shouldn't waste anything. 20 arrows hit the bear almost at the same time. It fell lifeless to the ground. I rushed to my father's side and cryed and screamed to the heavens. But I was simply pushed aside by the men of my tribe 17517b18r , who started taking my father's gear. And again the fool leader spoke: "You had best prove to be stronger than your father was, lest you want to end up like him. And then my fear turned to rage. And I grabbed my father's dagger and, in one move, thrust it through Baeroth's throat and out the other way. And as he fell, I ran past my father, grabbed his bow and some arrows and ran. The tribe didn't bother to follow. The only thing that I heard was: "Run far away, Sylvath, far away! You are EXILED! Run Exile, run, and never come back!!! That is why I changed my name. I am the Exile and thusly I have named myself Exilthetokhal.
And I ran. And after a couple of weeks surviving in the forest, I managed to get to a city, Bard's Gate. There I sought shelter and found it within the thieve's guild. 70 years I spent learning the tricks of the trade there. I left, as I reached the age of 120, searching for a group with which I could travel and see the world and fulfill my guild's mission.
I didn't have many friends as a child, nor siblings. My days were spent finding ways of concealing myself from the others, to avoid direct confrontation. Also in the guild, I never bothered to make friends, since friends could be used against me, and that could be a weakness. But I had enemies. So many enemies. Starting with my tribe and ending with the families of victims I had disposed of for the guild.
My childhood was a constant battle: first for survival, and afterwards for advancement in the guild. But this constant battle eventualy made me see that anger was pointless and clear thinking was far better.
I had no rolemodels. I never tried to be like someone, but better than that person.
Before joining up with my companions, I was in the service of the thieves guild. I still am, but I have simply left my current guildhouse to go to another.
As trainers I had many. Acrobats, pickpockets, thieves, assassins, marksmen. I learned all I could from them, and thusly I have become what I am now.
I believe that the only order in the world is this: the strong rule and the weak follow or die. But in this law, I have no place, for I am not above, but along side it, not following it, but neither fighting it. Law is important, but only in a certain degree.
As for gods, they can very well keep to themselves, I have no need of them. I've survived this long and I'll do so from now on. I'll manage it somehow.
I have no real diferentiating marks. In a sea of elves, I am just another elf, nothing more.
People have, over the years, developed a sort of 6th sense about danger. I think they can feel that in me, so usualy I am treated with respect and humility. Fear is a very good weapon.
I can certanly kill. I started with Baeroth and continued with many targets of the thieves guild. I kill if I must and nothing more.
I have few friends, that I don't even keep in touch with. They are rather more my parteners in the thieves guild, but we trust each other.anyway, we trust each other more than we trust others.
We do not openly admit to knowing each othe, but we well know that if one of us is in grave danger, the others will come to his aid.
I hate being afraid. That's why, over the years, whenever I was supposed to be afraid, I just felt angry. Anger has gotten me out of tight spots, but not many times. Usualy one must be calm and calculated.
I never trust. Trust is like giving a beggar all your belongings to look after while you just go to drink a coffee for five minutes. Trust is not one of my strong points. And as far as relating to people, I usualy like to just sit and watch others talk, unless it is something of importance, in which case I must talk as well. Otherwise, I just observe others. Weaknesses can be revealed simply through teyr manner of speech.
I am a tall elf, about 5'8", with long, dark hair, all the way down to the middle of my back, caught in a tail. I have a bit of a paler skin than usual, but not something too out of the ordinary. And I have striking light blue eyes.
My daily routine is never fixed. I just usualy try to gather as much information about the place I'm in and nothing more. But at night, my job is always fixed. If I have a job or an errand, at 1'o clock sharp I wake up by myself and go out to fulfill my buisness agreement.
I simply want to advance as much as possible in the thieves guild, eventually become an assassin and maby take over my current guild.
I will use any means necessary of reaching my goals, weather it is through diplomacy, threats or even murder. Adventuring is just a part between cities and jobs. It helps me train up for my job.
I should think that eventually I will have a family. But that is something left to be thought about another time.
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