Wessen

​​​​​​Appearance
Wojtek is a moderately tall human with fair skin, black hair, and emerald green eyes. He moves quietly wherever he goes, and is more knowledgeable than he lets on. He is 28 years old, 5'10", and weighs 155 lbs. He can be seen carrying a unique revolver, the Hellsing 6-Shooter, and he wears the remains of a foreign military uniform under his armor.

Background/Early Life (0-20)
Wojtek Kominski was born in the city of Tombys, the bastard son of a poor woman who abandoned him at a young age. He has faint memories of his mother, but never knew his father. He survived in his youth by stealing food from market stalls and taking shelter in abandoned buildings in the poor quarter of the city. When he came of age, he decided to join the Sentinels, the city watch of Tombys, knowing that State employment would guaruntee him food and shelter. Wojtek's knowledge of the city's underbelly along with his natural curiosity left an impression with the Sentinels, earning him a promotion to Sentinel Investigator.

Military Service (20-25)
When rebellion broke in Tombys, Wojtek was selected for special duty in the Guardian corps as a forward scout for his investigative prowess and keen eyes, his superiors knowing that his lack of physical strength would make for a poor front-line fighter. Wojtek surveyed terrain for rebel forces, directing his allies away from potential ambush sites and toward weak points in enemy lines. It was at this point that Wojtek honed his skills as a Sharpshooter, fighting deep behind enemy lines from great distances.

Ambush at Dead Trees (25)
Three years ago, Wojtek reported to his superiors that an area ahead was clear, and his company advanced. It was not. The rebels had used magic to obscure their hiding places, and Wojtek, unfamiliar with this magic, was fooled. His company was slaughtered, to the last man. Wojtek was injured early in the ambush, and collapsed among his fellow soldiers. When he woke, the rebels were executing surviors, but passed over Wojtek, thinking him to be one of the many corpses that surrouned him. Wojtek hid amongst the bodies for two days, only moving when he felt driven by dehydration, and when he knew the rebels were gone. Feeling responsible for the death of his company, Wojtek fled Tombys, making the journey down the Cliffspine Mountains to Tombys's only port to the sea, where he was able to trade the last of his supplies for passage to Gnomera after serving on an Orc trade ship.

Travel at Sea, Pre-Zephyr (25-28)
Wojtek traveled with the Orcs for roughly a year, but was able to pick up their language in that time. He did menial labor on the ship and maintained their tools in exhange to passage to the Halo of Gnomera. Once there, he spent a long time working odd jobs, learning to speak the language of Gnomes, and trying to earn a living. It was here that he gave himself the name, "Wessen." While living in Gnomera, Wojtek heard about a group of adventurers from the Halo Zephyr, home to the Tempest Guild. Not wanting to die poor in Gnomera, Wojtek, now Wessen, decided to go to Zephyr and join Tempest.

Wessen and Tempest (28-Present)
After working and saving for months, Wessen was able to buy passage to Zephyr and join the Tempest Guild with a new name, and hopefully a brighter future. Only time will tell, but Wessen sticks to the motto of Tombys's Guardians,

"Guardians make their own Fate"

During a mission in the Splitways Sea, investigating the Van Der Zee family estate, an accident caused Wessen's left hand to be destroyed, replaced with an artificial hand by Quill Runescribe.

"Trivia"- Wessen has an aversion to magic, a result of growing up in Tombys where most magics are outlawed, and the use of Hallucinatory Terrain by the rebels, leading to the Ambush at Dead Trees

- Wessen is allergic to lemons

- Wessen is a Rogue/Gunslinger, but went on his first guild mission without a single firearm

- I totally didn't spell "Wessen" wrong when making up the character nickname

- Credit for any "Smithin' Wessen" jokes originally go to DJ, as he made the first one before I could think of the pun. Blame him.