Post by Oweoc on Jun 29, 2012 9:04:22 GMT -5
Oweoc was born in Archet or at least that's what he was told. He was freed from the clutches of death, by a blacksmith named Bruenor of Combe. Bruenor found Oweoc amongst the ruins of a caravan that was waylaid by a band of brigands. Traveling in between Archet and Combe, Bruenor would travel through the woods while keeping the road in sight. He did this due to an increasing number of brigand attacks in the area. After seeing the carnage that was strewn across the road Bruenor came to investigate. There was not much to see but death and destruction. The brigands had killed everyone in sight and set fire to that which did not live. Bruenor said he did not know what made him do it, maybe it was fate. The decision to continue his journey on the opposite side of the road lead him past a woman lying in the bushes. She had crawled away from the ruin on the road and she was not alone. A baby wrapped in a blanket was in her arms, oddly quiet considering what had just befallen its companions. The woman lay there, a shard of splintered wood from the wagon sticking out of her abdomen. She had enough life left to say "Take care of the boy, his mother died during birth... I'm just the midwife.... you must..... you must bring him to... his.....", she lost consciousness, the last of her life ran out of her wound as the light faded from her eyes. Bruenor picked up Oweoc and felt something wrapped in the blanket he was in. It was a note that had been written hastily. "The boy must go to Combe to stay with my wife's sister Willa. I am no father. I will spend the rest of my days with the watch.". Bruenor decided he must get the boy to this "Willa" at once.
Growing up Oweoc spent his days at Aunt Willa's. He did simple chores and would day dream of protecting adventurers from the malevolent creatures of the darkness. When he reached the age of fourteen, his Aunt Willa knew that her simple life would not satiate the needs of such a dreamer. She had kept in touch with Bruenor throughout the years. He was the one who saved him and her periodic letters of Oweoc's well-being brought happiness to his heart. One day in a letter she had written him, she asked if Bruenor would apprentice the young Oweoc. Bruenor was reluctant to agree. He enjoyed the letters but he did not want any further contact. He feared he would become attached to the boy. Willa wrote him again, she feared if young Oweoc did not have an outlet for his imagination that he might venture down the wrong path. Bruenor remembered his own troubles at that age and decided it was best to apprentice the young lad. Oweoc spent part of his days hammering away in the heat of the blacksmith's shop. As he got older his Aunt told him more information about his parents. Oweoc's mother had died giving birth. His father had joined the watch in Archet and had died under the blade of a brigand. His Aunt said she didn't know why his father had sent him away. She did this to spare him of the thoughts that his father thought himself unworthy to raise him. This did affect Oweoc negatively but not so much as it would have if he had been older when it all happened. This made him feel at odds with himself. He didn't know his parents but that didn't mean he didn't love them. Still, he felt guilty at what was perceived to be a lack of sorrow and mourning in his heart. As he grew out of his teen years things became more clear to him. The absence of his parents no longer weighed so heavily on his mind. They had made great sacrifices for the sake of his life and his freedom. He loved them for that and realized that was all that mattered.
Bruenor taught Oweoc the honorable ways of those who fight for good and justice. Oweoc swore himself to follow such ethics. He did this on the day Bruenor passed from this world. And so his journey begins.........
Growing up Oweoc spent his days at Aunt Willa's. He did simple chores and would day dream of protecting adventurers from the malevolent creatures of the darkness. When he reached the age of fourteen, his Aunt Willa knew that her simple life would not satiate the needs of such a dreamer. She had kept in touch with Bruenor throughout the years. He was the one who saved him and her periodic letters of Oweoc's well-being brought happiness to his heart. One day in a letter she had written him, she asked if Bruenor would apprentice the young Oweoc. Bruenor was reluctant to agree. He enjoyed the letters but he did not want any further contact. He feared he would become attached to the boy. Willa wrote him again, she feared if young Oweoc did not have an outlet for his imagination that he might venture down the wrong path. Bruenor remembered his own troubles at that age and decided it was best to apprentice the young lad. Oweoc spent part of his days hammering away in the heat of the blacksmith's shop. As he got older his Aunt told him more information about his parents. Oweoc's mother had died giving birth. His father had joined the watch in Archet and had died under the blade of a brigand. His Aunt said she didn't know why his father had sent him away. She did this to spare him of the thoughts that his father thought himself unworthy to raise him. This did affect Oweoc negatively but not so much as it would have if he had been older when it all happened. This made him feel at odds with himself. He didn't know his parents but that didn't mean he didn't love them. Still, he felt guilty at what was perceived to be a lack of sorrow and mourning in his heart. As he grew out of his teen years things became more clear to him. The absence of his parents no longer weighed so heavily on his mind. They had made great sacrifices for the sake of his life and his freedom. He loved them for that and realized that was all that mattered.
Bruenor taught Oweoc the honorable ways of those who fight for good and justice. Oweoc swore himself to follow such ethics. He did this on the day Bruenor passed from this world. And so his journey begins.........