Evil is as Evil Does - Way of the Wicked (Inactive)

Game Master Tierce

He flashed back to his journey, out of the deep forest where his pack hunted. His friend, the young wolf sent by Greylocke to accompany him on his travels, loped easily along side him. At first, he marveled at the human lands, when he arrived. They kept large pens of animals for easy hunting. It was effortless. He feasted well on sheep and goats as he moved to the town.

However, the humans did not welcome him. They reacted to him with fear, and shouted at him with strange words like "property" and "payment". It went so wrong so quickly. Men on horses surrounded him, shouting down at him and pointing their swords and spears. They refused to understand that when the hunting is so easy, even a young cub could take his prey. But they shouted, and one jabbed at him.

His friend appeared quickly, like a good pack mate, and crippled the man's horse. It fell, and rolled on him, as the boy leaped out of the way. The humans screamed like bleating prey, though others came with weapons and more horses. The boy could not outrun them, and his friend could not outrun their arrows.

Seeing his pack mate fall with the brown feathers sticking out of him kindled an unknown fury inside the boy. He turned, drawing his hunting knife, and ran at his pursuers. He pounced, and slashed at them, but more kept coming, until he was taken.

He awoke with heavy metal chains about him, and guards standing over him. They told him he and his beast had killed three men and injured two others. The boy didn't care. They told him that there were laws in Talongard against murder and the killing of livestock. The boy didn't understand. They told him that he would be killed for his crimes. The boy understood, since he wished to kill more humans for the killing of his friend.

They moved him to a cage on wheels. They put him inside, and let people watch him. They yelled, and cried, and threw things through the bars at him. They gave him a name -- Feral.

I've looked at the Wild Child alternate Druid class from the ARG. I'm undecided right now whether to go with that or with the wolf lord. I'll wait and see how the selection process goes, and then decide. Looks like I'm up against some tough competition! Thanks for your consideration!

At age six Darsis Valdane was rescued from a maddened cult of Zon-Kuthon followers after being forced to torture and slay his two older brothers, his sister, and his mother. His father, Baldan Valdane, an Inquisitor of Mitra who had foiled the cult's schemes previously, tried to beat the darkness from his son, but only managed to impose a code of sorts.

Baldan Valdane was an arrogant man, who believed there were animals and there were people, and being born a thinking creature was not sufficient to warrant personhood. A person Baldan believed shaped the world, while an animal reacted to the world. An animal caught in a bear trap would gnaw off its own foot, or surrender, a person caught in a bear trap would endure the pain, and feign unconsciousness, waiting for the trapper to come and then taking its chance to slay them once it was freed. This he told Darsis again and again, hammering the lessons home with his belt.

Darsis grew loathing his father, and harboring dark thoughts, and found that killing relaxed him, and made him feel something other than numbness. Eventually his father discovered his collection of animal tongues under the floorboards and beat him viciously, making him spend virtually all of his time at the local Church praying for Mitra's guidance and absolution.

Then his father began to drink, perhaps sickened by his only remaining child's depravity. And as Darsis watched him descend into addiction his respect for the man withered and died, as did Baldan's right to be treated as anything but an animal, an animal who had hurt him...

So Darsis set a bear trap inside the privy. And when the old man was caught he doused the privy in oil and burned him alive inside it. A person would have found a way out of the situation, but the animal that was his father did not. Killing animals is not murder it is slaughter, and a persons right.

Darsis sold their home and enrolled at Blackblade's fighter training school in Absalom. His money ran out more swiftly than he could have imagined, but he found work at an abattoir, learning to kill and cut meat which he found soothing - and informative. He proved an adept warrior and swiftly mastered a signature style of fighting that involved careful use of blade and scabbard in conjunction. In his two years at the school he dispatched a dozen human animals, refining his techniques there to, and taking to soaking a piece of red silk in each victims blood and stitching it into the lining of his fathers cloak. He was forced to flee Absalom after he saw the Watch breaking down the door to his rooms, and took the first ship he could afford - back to Talingarde.

In Talingarde he quickly found work as a bodyguard and enforcer, for a local money lender named Gerrius Dreel. Dreel had him do some terrible things to debtors, animals who could not meet their obligations, but the man was an odious glutton whose stench offended Darsis. Then one day Dreel lost a huge sum in a card game, and did not pay Darsis on time, he could have paid after making a few collections of course. But fair is fair, a loan shark should know the consequences of not paying when owed. Darsis slew Dreel's other two bodyguards before they had a chance to react, tied the glutton to a stake and slow roasted him over his own fire place - with an apple in his mouth. Honing his blades to razor sharpness in rhythm with the pig's squeals.

Three days later he was arrested in his rooms. He is not sure how he was caught, he butchered the meat making it virtually unrecognizable and sold it to a sausage maker. Nobody saw his deeds that he is aware of and he was not known to have any enemity towards Dreel. But a person adapts and Darsis Valdane is no animal, he is a person, he is a butcher.