PCs:Redaptexus Childcooer

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Redaptexus Childcooer

Race: Goblin

Classes: Barbarian

Guild affiliations: Reavers of Maleki, Alpha Corps

Most active on server: Mikona

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History Red was born in the northwest of M'chek in the foothills bordering what is now the territory of Blandenburg. Named by a travelling priest of Maleki his formative years were fraught with sibling rivalry, constant moving and several raids on his people by both human and elven army movements. Starvation was always a much clearer danger however which crystalized his tribes efforts as a whole in order for survival. Though a unifying force there were constant power struggles for leadership and decisions and likely led to more deaths over the years than all other threats combined.

As with most goblin tribes hunting was as important if not more than any other aspect of daily life and in this Redaptexus excelled. Adaptive, strong, quick and single minded he quickly learned the ways of surviving in a harsh bleak environment. His extremely aggressive nature singled him out even more and was encouraged as it was to all the young males. At the age of 6 he led a tiny raid on a farm and successfully returned with 2 dogs and 2 chickens, a great bounty in which all who took part shared. As time went on the tribes attacks became more brazen with the warzone being their primary target for night time gathering. Weapons, armour and 'meat' could be easily enough had by those careful enough to watch from a safe distance.

As time passed the tribe became more stable with the better armaments and more dangerous and brazen raids were attempted. During one such Red committed his first kill at the age of 8 at a farmhouse, stabbing the armed farmer in the back while his fellows raided the livestock. Now attracting the attention of the army the tribe used a common goblin maneuver, the split and regather. After weeks of flight many groups of goblins regathered at last and resumed their ways, largely unhindered.

With the passing of years Red grew in strength and cunning until at last he decided he wanted more out of life than his current could provide. Garbing himself in a leather jerkin with a shortsword and dagger for protection he lit his torch, took 3 mundane healing potions and set off southward, skirting the road at all times until he finally saw it, the walls of a city of humans. With great courage he approached the gates and though the guards eyed him dangerously he passed unmolested into the city of Mikona.