Taran Seven

[NCrawler]

First Name: Taran
Last Name: Seven

Birth Information:
Age: 21 in 1351
Born: 2 Hammer, 1330 DR.
Year of the Marching Moon
Born under the Sign of the Stone and with Full Selûne under the sign of the Wheel

Those born under the sign of the Stone are complex, tenacious and fearless. Proud and independent, they have great strength of character and rarely compromise. They thrive on challenge and have an innate belief in their own destiny.

Those born with Selûne under the Sign of the Golden Wheel are determined, self-motivated, enthusiastic and responsible. Natural leaders, they remain calm in a crisis and are not easily swayed by opposition. Although serious minded, they are cheerful and optimistic and do not give up easily.

Appearance:
Race: Human
Height: 6'00"
Weight: 225
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Facial Hair Style: Goatee

Personality Profile:
General Health: Good
Deity: Garagos (The true Lord of War)
Initial Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Profession: Soldier
Base Class & Proposed Development: Fighter (Pure)
Habits/Hobbies: Killing in the name of Garagos
Languages: Common, Illuskan, Bothii, Orcish
Weapon of Choice: Bastard Sword (Bloodreaver)

Background:
"Kill them all! Tonight we bathe in Orc blood!" - Sergeant Mikhail Amensure, Luskan Militia

My earliest and fondest memories are of playing with my sister Lauren on our family farm along the Blackford Road outside the city of Luskan. Mother and father provided well for us children until that fateful night when the Orc warband showed up. I was sleeping when the screams began. I awoke and ran outside where I saw father lying face down in a growing pool of blood with mother bent over him weeping. Mother never saw the Orc that killed her. I did, however, see the Orc that shot me in the chest with his war bow. The vile creatures obviously thought that they had killed me. I was only 10 summers old.

I awoke several hours later on a litter. A band of Luskan Militia, hunting Orc's, had come across our farm and found me and my sister Lauren.

A family in Luskan took Lauren and I in and raised us as their own. When I reached 17 summers I enlisted in the Luskan Militia. We killed many, many Orc's. We hunted them, we raided their camps, we killed them in their sleep, and we ambushed them and killed them to the last soul. No compassion and no mercy.

After serving 4 years in the Militia, I have taken it upon myself to get out and see the world. I secured passage on a ship headed South and ended up at Roaring Shores and eventually made my way to Baldurs Gate. I look forward to the day that Lauren can join me here.

Goals:
Become a powerful fighter character, spilling as much blood as possible to garner favor with my patron deity. Possibly oversee the establishment of a temple to Garagos.

Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts:
If a temple to Garagos were to be added to the game then the possibility of some good RP and/or events could be had in relation to the followers of Tempus.

[DM Libelula]

Approved, XP pending.