Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150926134001/@comment-5543592-20151001232737

Pierre shrugged, and got talking.

"I was born in High Rock, obviously.  My early childhood was pretty boring- they taught me all the stuff a noble is supposed to know.  It only get, er, interestiny when my mother found out I had a talent for fighting and shit like that.  She had me trained.  Only, they realised, I was a bit a soft.  I didn't really want to hurt anybody too bad." He paused for effect. "So, when I was fourteen, my mother dropped me off on the streets of Daggerfall.  For you know, about sixth months.  No weapons, no money, nothing.  I was just expected to survive." He chuckled belatedly,  "That's why I talk like I do, I picked up the slang there and never really got rid of it.  Didn't want to, really.  It seperated me from her."

"Anyway, of course, I did survive.  My mother found me eventuallyt and took me back home.  I never had trouble taking life again, and I became a duelist for my family.  I fought duels of honor, for money, over disputes.  I was sent to assassinate people, sometimes publicly, sometimes descretely.  I've butchered families in their beds, burned men alive, all in the name of my family"  He said the whole thing with a degree of nonchalance, like it'd happened so long ago that the pain had faded to the point it wasn't even there anymore.

He frowned. "Long story short, I killed a lot of people.  Then I met Liana at a luncheon, and you know the rest.  Now I'm here."