Tecuani

Name: Tecuani
Race: Half-Elf(Drow)
Age: Unknown due to background, on-lookers awe in estimates to around mid-twenties
Background: Hermit-Isolationist. Tecuani was on his own as long as he can almost remember. his quaint tree-top village was burned to the ground, leaving a crater where his home and family; Him, his brother, and his parents once was. He's been in isolation for over the last two decades, training so that one day he may find the answers he seeks, if not the vengeance.
Appearance: He is 6 foot without his hair, however having lived on his own for decades he has chosen to wear his long aburn dredlocks up with the help of the bandana found at his home massacre. The banana wraps around his face and his battle-torn eye to shield any sight of it day or night. He wears a common but tough animal-skinned cloak. only a belt around his waist holding up tattered pants scavenged as he aged.
Mannerisms: He doesn't avoid contact but rather watches everything only interacting with the known. Little interaction growing up did not impede his learning or social etiquette as he scavenged books from destroyed merchants and collected better ones from the few thankful he had saved from bandits.
Specialty: Surviving, martial arts, Nature in general.
Personality Traits: Blunt and to the point, with a touch of narcissistic sarcasm. Tecuani is not mean as he is untamed and self-serving.
Ideals: I help the people who help themselves first. Honorable brash drunk
Bond: Vengance for his family. Pain is strength, Strength gives life, Life is Libations! Vengeance 
Flaw: He is always drunk, rarely Hung-over and when he becomes agitated. Constantly drinks to hide the losses he faced so none know his past pain. while deep down he cares it is drown in his façade of happiness he shows nothing but stern faces and opinion with the occasional belch to a good ale.
Full History:   Tecuani was on his own as long as he can almost remember, the only known surviving member of his family and clan. his quaint tree-top village was burned to the ground, leaving a crater where his home and family; Him, his brother, and his parents only known as home. He's been in isolation for over the last two decades, training so that one day he may find the answers he seeks, if not the vengeance.

    Unknown to Tecauni who actually was behind the massacre he studied the place of his fallen for clues only to find a red bandana-sash at the scene with worn initials faded and unable for him to recognize. He wears the bandana concealing his only scar incurred during his great loss; over his slashed and blinded right eye. Tecuani studied in isolation with the few exceptions of saving the cute damsel for a meaningless fling or some other appreciative activities.

    Tecuani dons a wolf-skinned cloaked from wolves hunted close to where his home once was outside his dying clan's part of the forest. His name & valued weapon: Shortsword appearing ordinary were given to him by his human barbarian mother, and are all he knows of her now. Tecauni is unable to wield either efficiently despite his mastery of martial arts techniques. Almost as if something was missing, but what? another sword? a piece of clothing? jewelry? Tecuani was a man of simple possessions other than what was left of his family.

Hook: Tecauni was recently attacked outside his current tree-fort by some local Bandits and unfortunately had to "deal with a new problem".

    Twenty arrived at the outside of his perimeter with twenty strong. Twenty more arriving to refresh half and build the force to find this "wretch". The total incursion lasted only a mere seven weeks to "eliminate" all the bandits that had congregated at the news there was a Half-Elf living near-by that was better off dead. Due to Tecauni adept distilling skills and his constant drunkenness his story tends to grow in men and less in days as he warms up to you.

What Tecuani does not discuss is his mother's sword burned hot with a blue fire numbing Tecuani's hand as he attempted to wield it in defense. Once they broke through his defenses a flash of light happened and everyone was unconscious, Tecuani the first reviving and cleaning up the mess rather than defending against the sum as he tells.

    This new encounter pushes him out of his forest home on an island somewhere off the northern coast of the Blackdawn Province. Stumbling into a local moldy looking tavern, Tecauni observed it rather full for the bleak outlook the exterior presented. However this intrigued him further so he took a stool pitched a hand up for a local ale and sat back to find out what all the chatter warranted...

Tecuani The Barbarian