Name: Vasile
Age: 32
Race: Human
Faction/Unit: Brand's Brood
Location: Bosfyrd
Synopsis of Role: As a wanderer who has leveraged their skills tutoring the rich and entitled heirs of nobility across half the known world, Vasile owes much to Brand; the ranger who saved an unremarkable boy from an equally unremarkable fate.

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Vasile was a mere boy of eight when he first came to face the cruelty of nature.  It was not bandits, monsters, nor anything dramatic or meaningful which rendered him an orphan.  Vasile’s parents had simply chosen to make the trip to a nearby village, and as traders who made the journey every so often they felt confident enough to bring along their child.  In hindsight they could have known, any more experienced and further ranging traveller could have told them, but events so transpired that they never saw the danger in distant storm clouds as they forded what seemed to be a minor stream.  By the time the water began to rise it was too late, Vasile and his parents were swept away alongside their meager cart.  The horses which drowned first, and in the years to come, despite the fact he’d heard the final cries of his mother and father, it would be that panicked and hopeless braying that came to haunt him.  Happenstance, coincidence, a log floating above the rest, whatever the reason Vasile survived the wash out, he was alone in having done so. 

How far the stream carried him, how far a child can walk subsisting only on dirty stream water before succumbing to the inevitable, Vasile never did find out.  All he knew was that by the time Brand found him aimlessly following that cursed stream in the Nightwood Vasile was skin and bones, closer to his parents than his saviour in condition.  Brand would take the child on, but it would be another year before Vasile spoke, and longer still before he shared what had befallen him on that night when everything changed for no reason at all. 

Vasile’s years under Brand’s tutelage would prove to be harsh, but among the best of his life.  Slow to learn compared to some of the others, Vasile took to whatever lessons he had to learn with determination.  He was not the strongest, nor the smartest, kindest, or most charismatic, but he never faltered.  Driven by what he saw as a responsibility to repay Brand and the world at large for a second chance at life Vasile worked to become more than merely capable.  By the time he departed the Nightwood at the age of nineteen Vasile was a skilled fighter and outdoorsman.  Yet he would not stop there.  In the years since Vasile has wandered from nation to nation, eventually teaching what he knew to others, though often less charitably.   





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