Post by Valen Storyteller on Feb 17, 2016 10:07:02 GMT
Race: Human
Class: Inquisitor 4
Alignment: Lawful Good
Faith: Dacia
The short-lived rule of Denrik, the so-called Robber King, had just come to an end. After tolling and taxing his petty kingdom on the northern river ways of Valenpoint to the edge of poverty, a rebellion broke out and tore his kingdom down, bringing freedom to a land that had been enslaved and betrayed. The leaders of the rebellion died in the conflict, however, and the Spinen mercenaries who’d played a large part in the conflict soon left, the merchants who’d hired them feeling they’d gained their due revenge for incomes lost.
A power vacuum came, and in the lawlessness there were men who felt they could do anything. Surviving arms-men from both sides of the war soon turned to brigandry and worse, breaking the back of an already weary people. Few had any hope of improving their lot in life.
No one is sure where Lizbeth came from, though some locals swear that she grew up in one of the towns in the region. Whatever the case, she appeared suddenly in one of the largest towns in the region, turning one band of occupying brigands against the other, before whittling them down to a man. Over the following months, she rode from town to town, and before long her reputation was more than enough to drive brigands away. No king or lord has instated her, and there is no written, formal code of laws that she imposed, but in a territory as wide as a day’s horse ride, Lizbeth is the law. Dacia, apparently, approves and blesses her with divine magic.
With her territory being far enough from both Spinal and Myrrean that both cities figured the towns there were likely lost to the undead in the first weeks of the war, Lizbeth was left with no support from the outside and only a barely-tamed frontier to draw forces from. Somehow, she succeeded - town militias were raised, and former brigands took her offer of a pardon and a chance to return to civilization if they only fought bravely in its defense. Her territory, small though it may be, was among the least harmed by the undead scourge, and that is largely thanks to her.
Class: Inquisitor 4
Alignment: Lawful Good
Faith: Dacia
The short-lived rule of Denrik, the so-called Robber King, had just come to an end. After tolling and taxing his petty kingdom on the northern river ways of Valenpoint to the edge of poverty, a rebellion broke out and tore his kingdom down, bringing freedom to a land that had been enslaved and betrayed. The leaders of the rebellion died in the conflict, however, and the Spinen mercenaries who’d played a large part in the conflict soon left, the merchants who’d hired them feeling they’d gained their due revenge for incomes lost.
A power vacuum came, and in the lawlessness there were men who felt they could do anything. Surviving arms-men from both sides of the war soon turned to brigandry and worse, breaking the back of an already weary people. Few had any hope of improving their lot in life.
No one is sure where Lizbeth came from, though some locals swear that she grew up in one of the towns in the region. Whatever the case, she appeared suddenly in one of the largest towns in the region, turning one band of occupying brigands against the other, before whittling them down to a man. Over the following months, she rode from town to town, and before long her reputation was more than enough to drive brigands away. No king or lord has instated her, and there is no written, formal code of laws that she imposed, but in a territory as wide as a day’s horse ride, Lizbeth is the law. Dacia, apparently, approves and blesses her with divine magic.
With her territory being far enough from both Spinal and Myrrean that both cities figured the towns there were likely lost to the undead in the first weeks of the war, Lizbeth was left with no support from the outside and only a barely-tamed frontier to draw forces from. Somehow, she succeeded - town militias were raised, and former brigands took her offer of a pardon and a chance to return to civilization if they only fought bravely in its defense. Her territory, small though it may be, was among the least harmed by the undead scourge, and that is largely thanks to her.