|Grune the Scarred|
I toss my hat into the ring.
A CG Half-Orc Inquisitor of Sarenrae with the unhappy childhood(religious) background trait.
Grune's first memories are of the streets. Scavenging for food among the refuse heaps and living in a state of constant fear. In such a desperate situation, the offer of regular meals and a roof over his head in return for what was said would be “a little light work” had been too good a promise to pass up and that's how Grune ended up spending most of his childhood as one of Gaedren’s enslaved orphans.
Salvation had come in the form of a worn and battered holy symbol of Sarenrae that Grune had stumbled upon. Sarenrae was a well know deity among the city's less fortunate inhabitants and curious, and more than a little desperation, cause him to seek out a local temple. When Gaedren found out, his rage was enormous and beaten within an inch of his life and his limp body and broken holy symbol were tossed onto the trash heap, like so much other garbage.
Somehow Grune, survived and in a half conscious state made his way back to the temple where the clergy took him in. He never left.
Now a grown man, Grune serves the church as an inquisitor, helping to spread justice among the poorer quarters of the city. He has a soft spot for the street urchins that still infests the streets and often provides them with safe lodging for the night. He has also devoted his life to saving those poor unfortunate children like him, who are still in the clutches of Gaedren and over the years he has helped more than one escape. He hates that old man and would give much to see his filth swept from the streets.