Soren has been an assassin for as long as he can remember. His father was, and his father before that, going many generations back. And he was good at it.
From a very young age, he was wielding a sword like a well trained soldier, able to slice dummy's heads off with just a single swing. This brought much attention from the guild of assassins his family belonged to, and his first job was given to him before he hit puberty; the youngest in the history of that guild. It was quick and clean, no one saw him coming, and even if they did, his mother ans sisters would have covered for him, since it was the custom for the men to assassinate and the women to create realistic alibis for them. He began to bring in much money for the guild.
Around early adulthood, he became bored with the jobs the guild was giving him. Growing to a high place in the ranks, he wanted more challenging things than killing kings and nobles. This caused his father much stress, for he believed that a family sticks together, and their family was the guild. Angry, he cut off all ties with the guild and his family and for 10 long years, did private contracts for nations.
His father had heard of these contracts. Soren was able to help a nation completely annihilate another rival nation with just a few slices of his sword and a few well placed lies. His father was so impressed he sought out his son, a bit embarrassed he had doubted his abilities as a true assassin.
After the reconciliation, he came home for a time, having missed his mother and three sisters. Though the guild had sent many a man to kill him, they now respected him; probably because all were found cleanly killed and the stories of his work. He became the leader of the guild as a young adult and gave out the contracts. Making money by the barrel, he began to upgrade his men's equipment and his own as well. Under his command, the guild grew stronger with a force never challenged.
Nothing happened for a few years, and the contracts were coming in slow. Then a being from another plane visited Soren in his room. "We have seen your talents and we wish to purchase them. Soren idly played with his sword. "and what in return? What do you wish me to do?" The outsider grinned with a wicked look in her eyes. "We need someone to kill three beings. That's all. For it we will pay you as much as you desire, and give you two weapons that will aid you on future endeavors." He looked up and the being, She was red and glowing. "Okay. I'm listening." The three beings he killed sparked a genocide that wiped out the race his contractors were at war with. Soren didn't know this, and he wouldn't care if he did. He lives by one strict code...
Get the job done and get the payment.
