If you had told Cyrus a year earlier that he would be working for the High Priest of Asmodeus, he may have died in laughter. Born and raised in Matharyn, he was as devout as they came: his love for Mitra was nearly unmatched; so much that on his 18th birthday he enlisted in the Kings Army. Lord Barca saw promise in the young man, who made up for his lack of physical girth in speed and precision, and sent him to work for the Mitran Church. The Church employed him on delicate missions: seeking out blasphemers and desecrators, and bringing them to justice; recovering stolen artifacts and church relics, and apprehending those responsible for taking them; and infiltrating the slave market to capture traders, as well as free those wrongfully taken. The years of work showed him the darkest side of Talingarde; the parts the blissful residents of Matharyn dare not even imagine. Though slightly jaded from the experience, his unique (and sometimes inappropriate) sense of humor left him able to weather it.
Sadly, all good things must come to an end. His final mission sent him to small fishing community near Daveryn. He met with his contact, Bishop Zass, who tasked him with finding out who was repeatedly desecrating the local temple. While finding the perpetrator, Gavin Prince, was a simple enough task, what he learned from the 'villain' was horrifying: the vandalism was occurring because Bishop Zass was taking liberties with Prince's young son. Outraged and disgusted, Cyrus attacked Bishop Zass, subduing and bonding him, and loaded him up to take to Matharyn for trial.
Too bad for Cyrus that Bishop Zass had friends in high places. Upon arriving to the capital, Cyrus was arrested and charged with kidnapping; though the word 'charged' is hardly fair, considering he was dragged to Branderscar the same day, without trial.
As Cyrus leaned against the wall with his arms shackled over his head, only one through ran through his head....
Why has Mitra forsaken me...?
What ensued was a breakdown of everything he had ever known. Even as a prisoner, he thought he had rights, but the guards were eager to brand his arm. They were as corrupt as the slave traders he used hunt down. Criminal scum like the ones he so eagerly captured before were soon to help him escape from the hell of Branderscar, escaping mainly through means of a corrupt Sergeant and a lazy Warden. He concluded that Talingarde was backwards; he knew change must inevitably come. Meeting Cardinal Thorne just reaffirmed those beliefs; everything he said made perfect sense. Talingarde needed to be reborn, and Cyrus wants to be on top when it happens.
