Name: Agrus Kos Age: 57 Weight: 175 lbs ~ 80 kg Height: 6'1" ~ 185 cm Hair: Gray, short Eyes: Brown Skin Colour: Brown Gender: Male Bio:
This bio is narrated by Agrus himself.
I once was a kid, a happy kid. I lived far away from here, but that is just a memory. The day they raided our village my innocent life was no more. They murdered my family, and me? I was a slave.
The officials trained me to do hard work, and to respect the authorities. A child's mind is weak, so I quickly caved. They continued to train me, hard and long. Whipping away every memory I had and making sure I knew my new place. After a while, the training sessions became less painful. Either they became less rough or my physique increased. I don't know which, and I don't care.
As I became more docile, they started to learn me to read and speak their language properly.One day the chief of the town guard arrived during a lesson. Everybody sprung to attention, but the chief only had an eye for me. "What is your name?" he asked, to which I replied, "Agrus Kos, Sir." He commanded me to stand fierce and proud. I stood there, tall and strong. Ignoring the pain on my back he examined me, circled me, judged me. He ordered me to perform manual labour, and I did. He seemed pleased.
From that day onward I was officially part of the town guard. It was the closest to freedom I had ever been, even though I still was confined to my prison at night. I didn't want to let this freedom slip by, so I did all the horrible acts the town guard is supposed to do. Many people have died by my hand, and many more have been crippled.
That time is behind me now. I have been allowed retirement due to exemplary performances. They gave me a small fund to start an life of my own, together with my retinue, but that is hardly enough. I have sold pretty much all my armour on the black market, trying to get by.
All I've got left now is the simplest of armour and my trusted longsword. During the day I can't stand walking around outside, afraid that someone might recognize me. At night I lay awake, contemplating every foul act I have done.
Every death, be it by my hand or others, seems to come back to haunt me. I fear sleep and I fear day. I fear life, yet also I fear death.
Strength: Melee combat Weakness: He is haunted by the spirits of his deeds. Powers: Higher than normal physical fitness/constitution Armor: Battered metal breast plate and greaves as issued by the military. The rest has either been sold or decayed. Weapons: Longsword as issued by the military. Reason for Joining Cause: Sick and tired of the corruption and decay that has fallen on this kingdom. Text Colour:The usual. Top-right corner.
Name: Agrus Kos
Age: 57
Weight: 175 lbs ~ 80 kg
Height: 6'1" ~ 185 cm
Hair: Gray, short
Eyes: Brown
Skin Colour: Brown
Gender: Male
Bio:
This bio is narrated by Agrus himself.
Weakness: He is haunted by the spirits of his deeds.
Powers: Higher than normal physical fitness/constitution
Armor: Battered metal breast plate and greaves as issued by the military. The rest has either been sold or decayed.
Weapons: Longsword as issued by the military.
Reason for Joining Cause: Sick and tired of the corruption and decay that has fallen on this kingdom.
Text Colour: The usual. Top-right corner.
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