Edward "Unknown"

[Edward]

The story of Edward is more then likely told over many drinks of ale or two, his past is filled with little adventure and more ill deeds and hard labour as a young man. Growing up in Minoc left little to the imagination of Edwards future, it was either the mines or starvation. A story could be told of the two years spend in the mine, watching mines colapse on friends whom you spend your nearly every waking hour with, knowing more then certainly this is where you will die. However the wars between Vesper and the northen and southern states esculated, the mining industry going on a stand still, leaving many jobless and starving.

Years passed spend as a street urchin, crossing roof tops and finding any kind of heat to use as shelter for the cold winters. Years passed once more. Reaching maturity at the age of sixteen, nothing more then skin and bones Edward was finally caught by a local tavernkeeper, trying to snatch a loaf of bread cooling in the window. What was more shocking was that the man never reported the incident and life went on. Years followed once more, age of twenty, part of a gang of local boys whom had set out o make a living via brute force Edward was on his usual watch when the tavernkeeper walked by... unaware of the danger, the tavernkeeper was set on by the group of youths, Edward just watching. I would like to tell you he went to the mans rescue, but he knew with certainty this was not how the world worked, the man might have shown him kindness, but Edward was aware the strong took from the weak. There was nothing he could do but watch...

After the incident the tavernkeeper was unconcious, stripped to his loinclothes and bleeding from many wounds. Edward informed the local militia, quickly dissmissed by them with a kick, afterall he was looking like a ruffian, who were the guardsmen to care for such brats? Edward toilet the rest of the day taking the man all the way back to his tavern placing him in the care of the mans wife. Later some years after the incidents Edward was the local doorman. His current bulk of that of a nearly obese man only a story a man who starved once can appreciate. Once living off the streets, starvation your enemy, Edward still thought, even with the large sum of food he was given daily, that any meal could be the last.

Years later when the tavernkeeper died of some infection, Edward knew the new owners would not take kindly onto him, and so he set out, pockets full of coins and a slight dream as most young men.

However, he still knew to this day that no matter how kind you are to someone, it won't save you from someone who wish to harm you.

He finally came to Cove.

Age: Mid twenties.
Height: Six foot and one inch.
Appearance: A man who has hardly excercised or seen the prospect of ever stopping eating fine meals he is what becomes of such people, a fat nearing the obese man whom sweats more then is natural. His nose broken from plenty a fight and arms covered in bruises and scars from bottles and such.