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Vindir rolled over in his bed. His freshly dressed wounds still throbbed as he tried to find himself a comfortable position to worry in. Wishing his curiosity had not won out of his good sense earlier that day, he tried to plot his best means of running unnoticed from the med station.
He had thought it a good idea to explore the Ixis area, with wouldn't have been a bad idea if that blasted lizard hadn't snuck up behind him. Thankfully his magic, plus good Blackwood smiths, had managed to absorb most of the blow but the lizard had still cut deep enough that his trip into the temple had been cut short and he now found himself on quarters for a few days. This also would not usually be so bad, but the boat from Ixis passed through Sestra and half the world had now seen his back...
Several years ago, in what seemed a different life for a different person, Vindir and two of his friends, Samual and Kilick had decided that they wanted to spend a late night in the city. The goal of course was to pick up girls, but the girls they tried to pick up had other plans.
Instead if awaking in a ditch, or under a table, which they would have preferred, they awoke in a chain gang awaiting basic training into the Zhentarim military. Under consequence of death, the three decided to make the best of the situation. Virdir had a special aptitude for learning languages and found employ as a linguist, but three years of service to Bane wore on Vindir's conscience and he eventually deserted.
Three weeks of planning culminated in one stormy night. Everything would have worked out perfectly, but Vindir had not counted on one of the guards falling off the wall and needing to be replaced. Seven hours after he had escaped the sergeant on guard came to find him, and upon discovering he had fled, immediately dispatched a team to drag him back.
The initial chase lasted two days. Vindir, who had made a living as a tracker and woodsman, fled towards Shadow Dale hoping that his ability to counter track would keep him from being found. Dogs, though, are slightly harder to trick, and they eventually discovered him hiding in an apple tree.
Since he represented a significant investment they let him live. They figured he could do his job equally well from a cell as he could from a desk, but to remind him of who owned him they beat him and branded his back with the Black Hand of Bane and the mark of Zhentil Keep, just to remind him of who his masters really were.
Vindir, who would rather die then accept Baneite servitude a second time, took his first opportunity throw himself into the River Ashara and floated himself out to sea. Eventually he made it to Scardale where he sneaked aboard a ship in which he sailed away hoping to never go back.
Now, however, Vindir hoped that the recent fighting at Sestra would over shadow him as a Baneite traitor, but he didn't feel like hanging around to find out. First chance he had he turned himself invisible and stole a life boat off the side of the return ship and rowed himself back to Sundren. He didn't like the idea of leaving Sundren it had become his new home. He hoped everyone would be too busy to care about him, but deep down he was afraid someone would think they could make a few stags with Vindir's secret
He had thought it a good idea to explore the Ixis area, with wouldn't have been a bad idea if that blasted lizard hadn't snuck up behind him. Thankfully his magic, plus good Blackwood smiths, had managed to absorb most of the blow but the lizard had still cut deep enough that his trip into the temple had been cut short and he now found himself on quarters for a few days. This also would not usually be so bad, but the boat from Ixis passed through Sestra and half the world had now seen his back...
Several years ago, in what seemed a different life for a different person, Vindir and two of his friends, Samual and Kilick had decided that they wanted to spend a late night in the city. The goal of course was to pick up girls, but the girls they tried to pick up had other plans.
Instead if awaking in a ditch, or under a table, which they would have preferred, they awoke in a chain gang awaiting basic training into the Zhentarim military. Under consequence of death, the three decided to make the best of the situation. Virdir had a special aptitude for learning languages and found employ as a linguist, but three years of service to Bane wore on Vindir's conscience and he eventually deserted.
Three weeks of planning culminated in one stormy night. Everything would have worked out perfectly, but Vindir had not counted on one of the guards falling off the wall and needing to be replaced. Seven hours after he had escaped the sergeant on guard came to find him, and upon discovering he had fled, immediately dispatched a team to drag him back.
The initial chase lasted two days. Vindir, who had made a living as a tracker and woodsman, fled towards Shadow Dale hoping that his ability to counter track would keep him from being found. Dogs, though, are slightly harder to trick, and they eventually discovered him hiding in an apple tree.
Since he represented a significant investment they let him live. They figured he could do his job equally well from a cell as he could from a desk, but to remind him of who owned him they beat him and branded his back with the Black Hand of Bane and the mark of Zhentil Keep, just to remind him of who his masters really were.
Vindir, who would rather die then accept Baneite servitude a second time, took his first opportunity throw himself into the River Ashara and floated himself out to sea. Eventually he made it to Scardale where he sneaked aboard a ship in which he sailed away hoping to never go back.
Now, however, Vindir hoped that the recent fighting at Sestra would over shadow him as a Baneite traitor, but he didn't feel like hanging around to find out. First chance he had he turned himself invisible and stole a life boat off the side of the return ship and rowed himself back to Sundren. He didn't like the idea of leaving Sundren it had become his new home. He hoped everyone would be too busy to care about him, but deep down he was afraid someone would think they could make a few stags with Vindir's secret
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