Legends of Belariath

DorianPrice

Childhood

DorianPrice was born within a wintersnight which seemed to push his mother almost to madness with the pain of bringing him and his still born brother into this world. Within that moment Dorian was touched by the gods and destined for more then just a common life, but for something glorious. The death of his brother would cause great pain to his parents but by the time Dorian was old enough to understand it had settled and concluded within there hearts.

Around the age of eight years old Dorian was hunting within the forest where he mistepped taking the fangs of a fierce viper into his flesh sending him into a ravagenious fevor. His mother and father saught out a healer in town but in doing so angered a slave trader who demanded Dorian's mother to let him have his way but when refused he showed his dominance over Dorian's mother and father by slitting her throat infront of the man and tossing her to the floor like a piece of meat.

After weeks of recovery and almost death Dorian found out what had happened within town and faulted not the trader only but his mother for abandoning him in his time of need. If she had only complied with what the man wanted she would still be within his life.

Then finally the death of his father sent the now twelve year old boy into an egotistical physicotic emotional state that would linger most or even the rest of his days. With a twisted sense of honor and understand of where others should place themselves.

Adulthood

though Dorian was a ranger he grew tired of the silence of the forest, the lack of company and within his head the ideas of greatness ignited. To town he would move buying a property near the river and frequenting The Lonely Inn where he came to challenges quickly. A concubine mistaking his words and forcing him to fight with her master. A healer who dare raise her words against him would be pushed to her knees and taken for his pleasure to prove his dominence. And then the slave Nemie! A toy taken now to feed his ego and satisfy his need for company without commitment.

With greatness there shall be pain, suffering and the lack of honor within this one until he grows to knowledge of his ways, until then he will press on making waves whether good or bad within the city. His next adventure 'Golden Price Trading' a business he pulls slowly together with the house of Sutara as his backer and his wits and business sense to pull it off.

Were there is not skill there are balls that will force this man upon thos within the city, his name to drip from the mouths of those that envy and his time to be taken by only those he dare say deserve it. Where do you belong? By his side, or behind him, or dare it be infront of him with his mithril spear's tip to your throat!

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