(Based loosely on Robert E. Howard's Conan the Barbarian in his Amra the Lion guise.)
History
Korath, grandfather of Korathnord, was born in a small village in Damara. He lived the simple life of a hunter for his primitive village. When he came of age, he married and his wife bore him a son.
One day, when Korath was out hunting, barbarians from the north descended upon the village, slaughtering the adults and taking the children as slaves. Korath returned to find his home in flames, his wife dying, and his son, Tyoth, missing.
Korath tracked the barbarians to the capital city, where he arrived too late to rescue his son from being sold to a new master, a wealthy noble in town. Korath raided the noble's home, but was arrested by the city guard and put in prison.
He aided a jail break by members of the local thieves guild. He was welcomed into their midst and for the next year learned the skills of thievery. When he felt he was ready to try again and rescue his son, he discovered that his son was gone, his master had taken him north on an expedition.
Korath followed the noble into the wilderness and began a grand adventure and performed many deeds of strength and heroics. Eventually, he slew the slaver and rescued his son.
Tyoth, long in the service of supposedly "civilized" peoples, had grown comfortable with city life. Now free, he returned to Damara and to its now-former capital of Helgabal. There, he too raised a family. Korath returned to the north and lived out his days in peace.
But Tyoth had come to worship his father for his great courage and when his own son was born, he named him "Korathnord," meaning "Korath of the North," in honor of his father. Korathnord was raised on the stories of Korath and when he came of age, he set out to tell his own tale of high adventure.
Years as a pirate on both the Moonsea and the Sea of Fallen Stars have made Korathnord a mighty adventurer, who, like his grandfather, has gained great skill in thievery as well as battle.
Description
Korathnord is a wall of muscle; his skin well tanned and leathery from years under the open sky. Despite his bulk, he is lightning fast on his feet and many underestimate his prowess. Knowing his skills, he rarely wears armor or much clothing at all; Breeches, boots, a blade, and a shield are all he needs to best most foes.
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