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Old 11-11-06, 07:52 PM   #1 (permalink)
Henry Winter
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Name: Henry Winter
Race: Human
Age: Mid Thirties
Alignment: Neutral Evil

Henry grew up in the town of Yew. His father was a poor lumberjack, his mother a woman of the night. At the age of ten Henry killed his first man after someone beat up his mother and, in retaliation, Henry took his life long favoured weapon, a knife, to the mans throat. He subsequently also took his first stay in jail a short time later when he was arrested for the crime. After being released from jail shortly before his fifteenth birthday Henry received the news that his mother had, only months before, died of the pox. His father had long since vanished and so Henry was now alone.

Years passed and eventually after making something of a name for him self within the underworld of Britannia, Henry joined up with a gang of outlaw’s that lived at an old fort in Yew. Life was hard and he often had to take mercenary and bodyguard work along with his usual criminal activities. During this time he worked for people such as Lady Tabbitha of the Knights Hospitallers as her personnel guard. Someone whom he would one day grow to hold a great grudge against, for having him once again jailed for murder.

Time went by and eventually Henry, off course, broke out of jail. On returning to the fort he found the old brigand leader, once a hard drinking, bare-knuckle fighter, to be but an old man. Henry didn’t waist time, on his first night back in the fort he crept into the old brigands tent and murdered him in his sleep. Shortly after the body was discovered, Henry declared him self the new boss, and though it was obvious to the gang what had happened, he was not challenged.

Henry now runs the gang with an iron fist, dispatching those that might challenge him in a most cold hearted and underhanded fashion. He has returned against his own will, to jail a few times, but they never manage to hold him for long. His bloody life thus far has been a tale of woe. But one day his cold-blooded greed may just earn him those piles of gold he seeks….
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