 I, Ronuk Gillmanuk, now known as Qar Qarth, petition you for membership in your camp. As you can see, I stand 5 feet 11, with a wiry build, brown eyes, greying hair and a leathery face lined from long experience. I am from Treve, and I am a Master Tarnsman with many raids to boast about. On one such raid My tarn was severely wounded and before regaining the Voltai mountains she had to land, and I found Myself alone in the Barrens. I survived and joined a mercenary band. It was not long before I became second in command. I have also served onboard a war galley of Lara and have watched many a pirate hulk sink to a watery grave. I travelled to the Frontier and at Fort Haskins,I assumed command of the Umens (kailla and tarn Warriors) and was in charge of protecting the Frontier.
There I also met a freewoman, a beauty such as Gor has never seen, and she became my free companion. After our re-avowment, she informed me that she was with child. While out on patrol, the Red Barbarians launched a massive raid and she was captured. Their shamans flayed her alive and danced with her skin draped over them to honor their bloodthirsty gods. In rage I led all the Umens against them. I caught their main force at the Katargic Pass and we killed them to a man. My men raided and burned their camps, killed their brats, raped their women and slew all but those who could be trained as slaves. The frontier was red with their blood and My men proclaimed me Qar Qarth (vengeful leader, scourge of the earth). But everywhere I went, her presence was there and I had to move on. Sore at heart, I have wandered until your camp welcomed Me. I pledge My sword to you and will use it until I draw My last breath defending you and yours... I would like to purchase a wagon and pursue the other side of Myself, and seek knowledge from those of the scribe cast. I need no slave, for none, I fear, will ever melt My ice bound heart; Camp kajirae will meet My modest needs. |