Phist

Level 1 Half-Orc Monk

Age: 30

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Backstory: The Monks of the Blazing Sun have always been characterized as an eccentric crowd. After the nearby village of Hinsebrow was ransacked by Orcs they went in search of survivors, of which they found only one. A young girl in her teens raped and left for dead. They offered to nurse her back to health in exchange for the baby. Phist was trained, and disciplined as a brother of the monastery, but never seemed to fit in. His desires were much different then that of his brothers. After a heated argument with a rival, Phist lost his temper, and using his full strength, managed to punch a hole in the young man's stomach. Ever since that day he has walked the earth alone, exiled, living by no law, and seeking only that of which he desires.

"I was lost, both in mind and spirit. I wondered the land, searching for death. One evening in the summer, sometime around my 80th season, I was attacked by a gang of orcs. They beat me senseless. Finally, I thought, I can die a warriors death; thats when he appeared. Gorum, Lord of Iron bearing a katana encased in light. Take this Phist, Gorum spoke loudly, use it to slay them, I only ask that you worship me, become my Monk warrior, fight for me, and when you die, join me on the battlefields of the next world! The vision seemed to last forever, but when I came to only seconds had passed. I felt the cold iron handle in my hand, it rejuvinated me, I was a reborn a Monk of Gorum! I scattered the orcs entrails in the woods that day, and continued my journey, no longer alone, but with Gorum at my side." - Phist telling a tale to a busty barbarian lass who he spent many summer moons with.