¶ Here you will find a list of Sahris Blackwood's Promotions & Demotions
⇒ Class: ??
⇒ Roles: Knight Lieutenant, Armorsmith/Apprentice under Mastersmith Blackpickle, Dungeon Leader, Pathfinder and seeker of Backdoors, Jewelrycrafter, Tailor, Investigator and a Practioner of Good Magiks.
⇒ Alignment: Chaotic Good
⇒ Age: 24
⇒ Gender: Female
⇒ Likes: Hunting, fishing, armorsmithing, tailoring, jewelry crafting, pretty things, friends, milk and her sword! She'll try most things once and is ready to get into silly adventures or mayhaps a bit of trouble.
⇒ Appearance: At 5ft1 she is a small but fierce lass, made up of lithe muscles and curves with long platinum hair and mischievous grey eyes that seem sometimes blue, green, or stormy depending on her mood.
⇒ Affiliations: {Hollow Aegis}
⇒ Deity: ??
⇒ Background: Growing up on an out of the way farm nestled by an unremarkable woods Sahris only knew her family and cousins for most of her life. She was taught to hunt, fish, cook, build, sew, farm, and be self sufficient by the time she could walk and carry. She liked to explore what little of the world she could and when she had small moments stolen to herself she was sometimes convinced that some magik was real, that fantastic visions, haunting nightmare beings, magical melodies out of nowhere and even animals that could talk were not just simple fantasy. Still, she had little time for dreaming and it was often a hard life just scraping by with no frills or fancy things, the realities of life soon took over and left her daydreams in the past...
Her mother was sickly often, having been the daughter of a baroness who had never known a hard life or work, but who had fallen in love with Sahris' father and ran off with him. Sah's father was a quiet man who was prone to drink after many failed business investments and gambles, he realized his dreams of escaping farm life and providing something more grand for his family would never come to fruition. Her sister was 6 years older and often didn't want Sahris hanging around her, even with the few years between them it seemed they were worlds apart as siblings.
One fateful evening her father never came back in from the cows late milking after supper. Her sister being both pretty and cunning eventually accepted a marriage proposal of a travelling merchant to escape their dreary lot, and when left on their own her mother became even more ill and though Sahris did her best to care for her, she passed on from this life.
It was years later during a particularly brutal winter alone when Sahris realized she wanted more out of this world than to stay in their tiny cottage and live a miserable albeit safe existence, so she set out on her own with only what she could carry.
After many moons she had grown gaunt, experienced struggle, mystery, some few joys, and violence at the hands of beasts, monsters and even humankind. She was so small she didn't even look the 19 years she was when she first stumbled out of the woods; battered, filthy, and all but dead into the path of her future: the land of Tremen and The BloodBrothers. Though unsteady on her feet she was sharp and clear eyed as Lord VoidLock GraveHeart held out his hand and offered her a home, a family, and brotherhood as long as she swore her freely given loyalty which began a new chapter and allowed her to blossom into the fierce battle maiden most see her as today.
