Soul Albrak grew up on a small farm on the Darkmoon Plains near the River Foam between the Candlestone Caverns and Falcon’s Hollow and Arthfell Forest. His family was simple farmers and traded regularly with Falocn’s Hollow. Life was simple though hard. Always working in the fields and watching out for each other. Werewolves, goblins, kobolds and undead were always a risk but never usually a direct threat to the farm. However one day Soul’s father and mother were our near Candlestone Caverns looking for a unique herb that would help with healing a fever his sister had contracted when they were attacked by a swarm of undead that came out of the cavern. Soul’s father put up a valiant fight which aided in his mother’s escape. Alas as she ran she saw her husband fall beneath a hoard of the monsters and get devoured.
Soul’s mother was never the same after that and Soul’s sister died from the fever because they were not able to get the herb. Soul’s mother eventually succumbed t grief and passed away. Soul was left with only his only remaining relative, his uncle who lived about a mile away closer to the Arthfell Forest. Unfortunately this was not to last either. After only five months of living with his uncle a pack of werewolves from the Arthfell attacked their home after being harassed by some lumberjacks further south. Being only 12 at this time Sould had no defense against the attack and his uncle died protecting him by leading the pack into the woods and way from the house. One stray werewolf left the pack smelling a human in the house. The lycan found Soul and readied an attack but just before pouncing a man with a silver scythe entered the house and decapitated the thing. Knowing the fate of this child’s relative or caretaker, for Richter knew not which, he decided to take him in.
After traveling and training with Richter for eight years at the age of 20 Richter and Soul were attacked and separated by a pack of werewolves near Wolfrun Hills. Although Soul was able to handle the single lycan that followed him Richter was not so lucky he was torn to pieces by the pack and left in a pile of flesh and bone for Soul to find. When Soul was able to retrace his steps back to his master what he found broke something inside of him. A flood of suppressed memories from his past, his father, mother, sister, and uncle all resurfaced in his mind. Burning his master’s remains so nothing could touch him again Soul took his master’s silver scythe and headed to Falcon’s Hollow with a vow to kill and destroy any unnatural creature he ever came across. His new mission is to find a group of strong people to help him in this quest knowing full well that strength resides in numbers.
Appearance:
Soul Albrak stands at 5’-3” and weighs 155lbs. all lean muscle with very little fat on him. He now wears a bloodied black cloak over his adventuring gear, his silver scythe strapped to his back and heavy flail at his side. He has short spiked hair and a mostly clean shaven face with stubble starting to show. His demeanor is sullen as he enters The Sitting Duck in Falcon’s Hollow. His boots are muddy and as he finds a table in the corner to sit and reflect on what just happened not two days ago. Other than recently Soul is usually a kind and happy individual always looking out for adventure and the safety of others. Though now his smile seems to have faded and he is not sure if it will ever return.
