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Werner
Biography:
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A small village in Septimia. His home. He is about four years old. His father, recently returned from the quarry, sits in an armchair and smokes a pipe. His mother tends to his sick sister. An ordinary evening in an ordinary family. Suddenly, there's a loud knock at the door. "Probably the neighbors. What do they want at this hour?" grumbles his father. "I'll open it."
Suddenly, a heavy kick breaks down the door. Four armed men in snow-white clothes burst into the hut. And hell begins.
The newcomers drag Werner's parents away and begin searching the house. One of them enters the room where Werner and his sister are.
"Sir, there are children here," he shouts. "What should we do with them?"
"Hmm," another one enters the room, "Take the girl too, just like the others; she's too old. But as for the boy... He will forget. We'll send him to the monastery north of here. Alright, I don't think we need to stay any longer. Let's go."
"Yes, sir..."
***
The Monastery. A dim candle barely illuminates the cell. He is sixteen, devoutly praying before the icon of the Creator. Over time, the monastery has become his home. He has forgotten his past life, forgotten what happened twelve years ago... Within the walls of the monastery, he found peace, realized that his calling was to spend his life in prayer and service to God...
Suddenly, someone knocks on the door of his cell.
"Come in," Werner murmured, breaking off from his prayers.
One of those who entered was the abbot of the monastery; Werner had never seen the second person before.
"Werner, I must talk to you. This man's name is Maximilian; he is a recruiter for the Holy Inquisition."
Out of respect, Werner bowed to the recruiter.
"During your time at the monastery, you have served the Creator with incredible zeal, and I decided that out of all our novices, you are worthy of becoming one of the Inquisitors."
"Will I leave the monastery forever? But..."
"My son, this is a great honor. You cannot refuse."
"I understand. When do I leave?"
"This evening..."
***
He is twenty. He is in the residence of the Holy Inquisition, closing a book describing the life of Saint Emmerich.
"Sir, may I ask a question?" he asks his mentor.
"Ask."
"This man," Werner pointed expressively to "The Life of Saint Emmerich," "killed and tortured hundreds of people, and now he is recognized as a saint. How? How did they allow it?"
"You see, Werner, although the Creator's commandment forbids taking a life, sometimes it is necessary, and even right. Sinners and godless people are unworthy of life; they betrayed the Creator and must be punished. Do you understand?"
"I understand," replied Werner. For the first time in his life, he lied.
"If we follow this logic, then the first ones to be killed should be all members of the Inquisition, who have stained themselves with the sin of murder," thought Werner. Nevertheless, he doubted the Inquisition, but not the Creator...
***
He is twenty-four. He is at the residence of the Holy Inquisition, talking to his mentor.
"So, Werner, I think you are ready. It is time to send you into the world so that you can bring the light of the Creator to the barbarians. May He protect you during your journey through this sinful world, and keep you from temptation and vice..."
***
He is twenty-seven. He has been traveling the world for three years, preaching the truths of the Creator to people. In recent months, Werner spent some time in R'lyeh, and in these lands, the missionary had an especially difficult time. But neither wandering on steep mountain slopes, nor the incredible cold, nor a near-fatal attempt to convert mountain trolls to true faith could break his spirit. By the grace of the Creator, Werner reached the city of Sjyotoyukyr, and who knows where the path will lead the missionary next...


Nationality: Septimian
Faith: Church of the Creator
Characteristics:
Constitution: 22
Intelligence: 10
Strength: 16
Dexterity: 20
Speed: 10
Willpower: 27
Perception: 10
Skills:
Persuasion
Armor Proficiency
Scout
Luck
One-Handed Weapon II
Equipment: falchion, chainmail armor, prayer book, travel journal, writing supplies, camping gear.

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I might change the picture later and edit the bio; for now, it's like this.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers