Aaron Oleander

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The League of Ordinary Gentlemen era

Aaron Oleander at the age of eleven lived a fairly ordinary life, of course, in a town called Verend. His father, Brandon, was a military man, off in war against some nation or people he never had the name of. To this day, he does not know if he was dead or alive still. If he did, it no longer is recalled to his memory. His mother had stayed at home to tend to him and his older sister and baby brother. While off visiting his friend Jeremy, the event that would guide him occurred.
p. The Elves came in swiftly with torches. As to the events, I suppose it is obvious. They burned everything, including his home. A battle was brought forth by his neighbors that fought the best they could, but most fighting men were off in war and the rest were nothing more than cripples and elderly. They were easily defeated as he hid to avoid the small force of elves, with arrows that blazed with fire.
p. Throughout the conflict he caught snippets and words from the Elven invaders, all directed towards a solitary man, General Suiaion. In fact that elf stood right next to the hiding spot of Aaron, but Aaron could not bring himself to crawl out and kill that leader with the knife that hung tantalizing off of that General’s belt. Fear he supposed. In that hiding spot he would also see his mother, sister, and brother brought before the general and killed.
p. Soon the invaders left. His town was left in embers and a sole tree sapling standing in its center to declare this territory back for nature herself. Nowhere else to go, he rummage through the rubble and took what he could. He found a mediocre bow off of a corpse that was undistinguishable between man or elf as well as arrows. With the little he took, he ventured in the general direction the Elves took.
p. He would learn to live off of what he could and what he was given, mostly from nature. He continued to head in a general steadfast direction, but one place he refused to return to was that town. If he found himself getting close to that destination through looking at maps and other such things, he would right it. There were no hints to him as to whether or not his friend still lives or if his father does. Nor is he certain of how many actually died there. There was enough for him judging by the bodies he was forced to look at as a child. He disliked that memory. The only memory he wanted was the one where he had the chance to kill that general but didn’t. It drives him forward, a kind of unfinished business between the two.
p. He has admittedly killed innocent elves much to his great distress to achieve this goal. In his head, there is a justice to it. To halt whatever this monster was doing was right. He was not far off from this theory in the sense that Suiaion was doing abhorrent things according to the men he had spoken to. Several villages like his own have been found razed to the ground with a sole sapling in the middle.
p. Along his venture, he also had learned Elvish in order to properly interview Elves on this matter. Sure most can speak Common, but what things may they mutter under their breath in order to avoid his ears? When he interviewed these Elves, he often got mixed reaction. Some spoke of fervent love for this man on his quest to restore nature. Others condemned him for causing unreasonable conflict with men. One thing ran in common, he has no connection with any political figure of the Elves. He ran on his own with his squad of men. Despite the Elf’s freelance actions, Aaron developed a bitter resentment for the Elves
p. Once, while inside of an Elven city, he had made his first contact. It was a human man named Sebastian who would later prove extremely useful to Aaron’s ventures. Sebastian had different motivations for wanting the Elves dead, ones that perhaps had less justice involved. Aaron could not care about this man’s motivations however. They shared the same goal and Sebastian, a master at espionage, often had an eye and an ear in many places in the Elven and Human political rings.
The two first met in a prison cell, imprisoned for exactly the same reason. They both got into a drunken fight in the Elven settlement with each other. Apparently, it started over nothing, yet when they were trapped in an Elven prison together (the Elves could not care how well they could get along, besides, they did not have many cells in the place they were at and they were forced to put these two together). The charges would begin to pile up on them as they resided in the prison. Sebastian was apparently well wanted for espionage acts and Aaron was wanted for various coercions. These two became quick friends in that cell. They began to talk to each other and discovered a similar purpose. They both did not like Elves much. Although he did not have a hatred for this supposed Suiaion, he did hear about this Elf many times through the pipeline, but he loved collect information. Sebastian had motivation of his own. He wanted pure cash for what information he gathered. A simple motivation he admitted.
p. The two would break out of the jail in a daring escape; both could not afford to have everything unravel in this cell. During the escape, they snagged the stuff they needed and some more. When Sebastian, who was not a big man but looked rather small for a person of such apparent power and infamy, tripped and almost was overtaken by the guards that pursued them, Aaron would save his life. Despite protests from Aaron, Sebastian vowed that he would indeed return the favor and through the tales Aaron has told him, he knew what.
p. They eventually escaped, now a high price on their own head. Sebastian took Aaron to one of his many hideouts. As they eventually arrived at one of Sebastian’s many bases, for he had woven an intricate web throughout the lands, he offered Aaron a constant stream of any information he deemed useful. Throughout the rest of his ventures, Aaron would receive a steam of information from various methods: pigeon, street urchin, beggar, etc… A close friend, whom, he would say, is the closest person to him…Throughout his adventures, he would keep a constant stream of messages to and from Sebastion. Some for pure conversation, but most are a constant Q&A, one asking for information the other responding giving or refusing to give it.
p. With a steady stream of information, his once inconsistent wandering based on the word of a passing rumor was streamlined. Suiaion was infamously discreet it would appear and catching anything of him was hard. Elven lords refused to truly pursue or speak of him because they were not entirely against destroying such a successful unit against humans and the human kings could not touch or pin him down due to him striking on the outskirts of nations.
p. He arrived in that starting town riding on a tip he was given that this elusive Elven band was near hear. He enters the Inn, a places that is always rich with any form of news and gossip, and inquires whether the innkeeper has seen anything of the sort. Not getting the answer he needed, he turns away disappointed. He joins this party in the hopes that it will eventually lead him to answers and the death of General Suiaion, although part of him fears this inevitable conclusion with this general and an end to the one thing that drove him forward.

Aaron Oleander

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