User:Leknau

The Vicion Family was, and still is, a guild from the faraway land of Tenadia. Tal Vicion was the first of the guild members to go overseas and escape from the wartorn land to make his fortune. He landed in Abington and since he didn't know anything else but fighting...decided to join into the ranks of the soldiers.

But something bothered him...everytime he cut off and arm...or chopped at a head there was this nagging feeling of guilt. Then he realized that soldiering was just not for him so he started looking for a different job instead of the frightful battlefields that Abington seemed to spawn.

He was looking at the Bankers Bulletin one day and saw there was a vacancy for traders. Trading was mysterious to him...all those merchants seeming to disappear one day and then appear the next with cartfuls of food, much to the celebration of the city dwellers. Maybe there was something in this trading business...and so he started being a trader...to this day.

Krioni was different however. He learned from his other guildmates in Tenadia that Tal had suddenly disappeared from their ranks and gone on to seek his fortune elsewhere. Always the zealous one he decided to follow Tal but ended up in a whole different land. Perdan! It was here though that Krioni found his true calling as a troopleader part of the Perdan's Murderous Wrath (or PMW as they are so famously called). Killing was in his blood...seeing the blood of others spurt as he sliced cleanly into their vital organs made him want to jump with ecstacy. Killing was important...killing was something he had to do...

Lheluah...always the noble one. He was one of the guild leaders but was bored when the war stopped. He wanted to free some peasants...kill evil doers and...just do some good deeds really. But he had nothing to do and learning that two of his guildmates had already gone elsewhere...he did the exact same thing. And he got his wish landing on the most wartorn country he had ever been to. East Island! Going straight to the King of Taselak he laid down his sword and said, "My King, I will die for this country!." That statement made him a hero to this day as He joined the ranks of the army of Taselak to conquer the island. The Island was conquered by Taselak and since he wanted to keep on saving people and doing good deeds...he left the island and journeyed to Wetham to see if there was anything noble to do. He is there to this day but keeps on dreaming about his return to Taselak.