I can trace my lineage back six generations to Damara royalty. My grand father, BOR CONSTANS, was in the 12 years war in the year of the bright blade (1347DR). At the battle of the Ford of Goliad King Virdin Blood-Feathers army fell to the Witch-King of Vaasa, King Zhengyi, a lich. MIRNA CONSTANS my grandmother was a desperate widow. The undead armies, Orcs, and goblins overran their lands. She was forced to flee.
Because of her hurry to find safety much of the wealth they had acquired was lost. The children were safe and secure, but in southern Vaasa without any holdings or favor with the new King Dragonsbane. Although King Dragonsbane is very popular and very honest he refused to recognize the title and holdings of my family. It seems he felt that the kingdom was lost under Blood-Feathers and was won by Dragonsbane and he owed a lot to the knights that served him in war. My grandmother was welcomed by friends, but still had no lands each of her children had to find a new home. This lead my family to a move to The Vast. I am the 5th born of 8 children, 3 girls and 5 boys.The Family is very involved in trade as a merchant house. This started with the NEBOJSA family. They have traded as far away as Waterdeep. The family never sells to the public they only transport and trade with other merchants. The NEBOJSA family has some cargo ships when my parents married the business trade opened up from the merger. This led to some speculation that it was a marriage of convenience. As I personally know, my parents truly love each other and all of their children. My older brothers PAVLE and DUŠAN as well as my older sister MIRNA are being groomed to take over the business. This occupies a fair amount of their time. They also spend time being tutored in math, geography, and various languages. PAVLE is shorter than me and has darker hair, but we look like brothers. He has a lot of patience and is very serious. He usually gets a joke but rarely laughs at it. DUŠAN is a little taller than me, but thinner. His hair is curly, but the same color as mine. DUŠAN is the most fun of anyone I know. He can tell stories for hours and knows all the best jokes. He loves to play games with the rest of the family and even the neighbor children. He isn’t as serious about his studies and yet gets by well. DUŠAN is very good with a sword and taught me the basics when I was young. As we grew up we were inseparable. MIRNA looks a lot like my mother, but that’s about where the similarity ends. I don’t think she evil, but she has a mean streak I cannot comprehend. She will hold on to the littlest insult or taunt and give a payback that is ten fold. She usually does it when you least expect it. She also never gets caught doing it, so father thinks she’s and angel. I remember her hiding my boots and letting me look for them for half the day. This made me late to meet my father, and when I told him why I was late he said that MIRNA would never do such a thing. He said I should apologize to her for saying things like that behind her back. Later on he made me apologize to her and of coarse she forgave me.My father is GLAR CONSTANS he is thin and with age getting gray. He is my height, but getting a belly. I think he loves his ale too much, although I almost never see him get drunk. He is always encouraging all of us kids. He runs the family trade business “Vast Trade” and is introducing all of his business acquaintances to PAVLE, DUŠAN, and MIRNA. I hope he finds MIRNA a suitor far away from home, but I hope he is nice to her. I here the sword coast is nice this time of year. My mother VECA, her maiden name was NEBOJSA, is very small. I think I’m almost a foot taller than her, yet no one would dare talk back to her. She has very light brown hair, and isn’t getting nearly as gray as my father. She keeps the house these days and weaves some nice lace that she likes to give as gifts to friends and family. None of us boys want anything to do with it, but I still have a handkerchief she made me. Not that that’s common knowledge.I am fortunate because I did not have the same obligations as the rest of my family. Instead I went to the temple of Tyr to study the true path. My neophyte year was very special. I met my mentor Lady Oolathana a middle-aged woman with short brown hair and brown eyes. She always smells of lilac and wears the robes of Tyr. She once said to me that I have an unusual quality to my soul and my gifts were strong. I figured this was told to everyone to encourage him or her. After some inquires I found out this was not the case. I made friends with Caisaadi Tigersoul a beautiful cleric in training. She has red hair and green eyes and seems exotic to me. She has a quiet voice and is wise beyond her years. I admire here dedication to her studies. We spent some time together studying and we helped each other through the various trials. She has trouble remembering the “enemies of truth”. It has become a running joke to ask her to list them and see her squirm. I also became great friends with Xavendithas Songsteel a hardy defender of faith. He is taller than me and has blond hair and blue eyes. He has a funny accent that I mentioned when we first met. He pointed out that there a many different accents for this area and mine was more unusual than his. I wasn’t sure how to take the comment, but than he just hit me on the shoulder and I realized he was kidding, a little. He is a very dedicated cleric and yet knows how to have a good time. He talked me into using the bastard sword as my preferred weapon. I also became a little better than him with it. It is something he likes to down play. He promises to keep in touch after we start missions, but he is headed north. I hope we cross paths again. In The Vast Tyr is not as prominent as some of the other deities, but that will change. I want to make sure it does.In my spare time I have guarded some caravans for my family. I have sailed to several ports and traveled over the West Mountains as well. My sister MIRNA is a slave driver. I can’t wait until she gets married. She is not nice to me. On the other hand my brother DUŠAN is my best friend. I cannot imagine not being there for him.
