Option One:
Hedge knight errand runner: Bradwr the Forgotten.
The third son of a some minor lord, Bradwr was raised from birth to be a warrior and a servant. He served as his uncle's squire, then as a knight for his uncle's liege, then as an assistant to a friend of his uncle's liege, then as a knight to a vassal of a friend of his uncle's liege.
Around this point, he started to lose track.
A few years- and several dozen transfers of vassalage- later, and Bradwr found himself in the employ of a senile old fool, lord of some huge- but ruined- castle miles away from proper civilization. The senile old fool in question had neither family nor friends to inherit his lands and titles, nor were many interested in claiming them.
Bradwr spent many a dreary day lounging in the ruins of once-great halls, hoping his liege might finally grow tired of his presence and send him to some long-forgotten relative. But this day would never come, and when the old man finally died in bed, his servants gathered and realized that they had all been Forgotten, along with the old man and his castle. With no other options, they split the old man's remaining coin between them, and went their separate ways, some to live as freemen, some to seek a new liege, whose service might offer a bit more excitement.
Sounds plausible enough, doesn't it? Yeah. Happens all the time. Where'd you say that castle was? Ah, you're right. It doesn't matter. You know, I could use a knight with your experience.
Option Two:
(Monk type fellah) Grand Reader: Servus Kninh
Many have tried to make sense of the old texts. Many have gone mad doing so. Those who are not reduced to gibbering lumps might gain some insight into the nature of the faith, and some authority amongst its practitioners.
Servus Kninh is one such person. Many a year he spent poring over the old texts, many a year he spent travelling to long-forgotten cities, digging through old libraries and tracking down the scraps of older books to trace the evolution of language. Many a year he spent in silent meditation in quiet monasteries. Finally, after decades of research, he claims to have produced an accurate translation of a passage which has been cause of much strife between the branches of the faith. He emerges from his monastery, eager to end the centuries of religious strife which have plagued the world.
Unfortunately, his conclusion runs somewhat contrary to the teachings of not just Eldanic and Altanic branches of the faith, but also those of the Adranic priesthood.
His fellow priests may respect him and his years of patient research- but preaching heresy will erode such respect with remarkable speed.
He goes forth upon the world now, seeking not musty tomes or quiet monastaries- but noblemen seeking a wise man for their council. Employing a Grand Reader is a mark of some status amongst the faithful- not to mention the practical value that their years of study may yield. And once in a nobleman's court, the seeds of a righteous crusade can be planted- a righteous crusade that could once and for all end centuries of pointless bloodshed.
Arright. Which one should I go with? (or should I come up with something completely different?)
I'll create a proper list thingy and such once I know for sure which it'll be.
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