Cambylobacter Seraph

[Cambylobacter]

Cambylobacter is a lady of just over 40 years of age.

She was born in Cove, to a wealthy merchant family, and anticipated a life of middle class indulgence. By no means of any noble upbringing, she nonetheless has ridiculous pretensions, and delusions of grandeur from a life of underachievement.

In her early years, she was a promising swordswoman, and was frequently seen practicing her arts in the graveyard overrun by the unliving, just east of Cove. As her skill developed, she dared to go further afield, and by her late teens, was a regular seen figure in the catacombs of Deceit, working as an undertaker as she put it then

Regardless, above all, she lived her life as reckless and carefree as anyone to whom money was never an issue.

At this time, she had given birth out of wedlock, something heavily frowned upon by her peers, family and citizens of Cove. Though she had been due to marry a local merchant, she had been torn by her true affections to a rogueish character from Yew, and in a daze of hormones, had run away with her daughter to live near the monastery of Yew, as far away from home as she dared.

She worked alongside her lover, a scout by the name of Belkon Dra, and soon developed a partnership as specialists in the art of moving silently and unseen. Her skills with the sword eroded as she learned how to track, see the hidden, and lurk within shadows.

The troupe of men she worked for were called The Iron Glove Mercenary company, and she excelled in her performance, driven as much by the presence of her beloved, as by her determination to succeed in whatever she did. When, after some time, the leader of the mercenaries, a man by the name of Stormcrow, left for pastures new, he entrusted leadership of his men to Cambylobacter, and she took over to run her first business.

The Iron Gloves were known throughout the land. Baron Twothumb of Vesper hired her men to protect his town and The Gloves played numerous roles with such bodies as The Britannia Guards and the legendary Knights Templar. Prince Orlando himself hired her men more than once.

As business was booming and her reputation known in the highest of circles, the utmost of tragedies struck.

Her second in command of the Iron Gloves was a man called Dravon Vladshaw, unbeknown to her, the sleeping commander of the Kaldorian forces in Britannia. Others lay in wait in her men; Paladis was a soldier of hers, as were Garion, Avatar, and many others. On the break of a new day, her world was plummetted into chaos as the word spread.

The Kaldorians were here. And Cambylobacter had been harbouring them.

Her reputation was irrevocably destroyed. The people who craved her attention, shunned her. Those who considered her a good person, thought her a traitor. Everything that she had built up, had gone.

25 years later, after leaving Cove for a new life with her daughter, she had only one option left. It was time to go home.