Risgar

Lots seemed to have happened in the life of Risgar. But it came as bits and pieces, as a child he was raised with a void, never knowing the love of a mother. He grew in size and strength, his tribe and another’s warred and he learned to fight. But one day he grew tired of it, tired of the fighting. He set off as a wanderer, traveling for many years learning all he could from whoever he could. Knowledge seemed important to Risgar. He took more lives on the road but not nearly as much as he had in war. To a degree Risgar believed he had the choice to determine if someone was worthy to live or die. One day while passing through a village, he spotted a young maiden, a Nordheimer, and fell in love and settled. But as all things that came to an end she was killed by the evil in the world and he set off but after years of trying and avenge he was left alone rotting on a cross.