CHARACTER NAME: Nyko Wolfgang III
PLAYED BY: Alex Robinson
GENDER: Male
CLASS: Rogue
AGE: ??
RACE: Human
You can call me Nyko III only a select few know what that name entails. I trust you have no relation with them. I am very much not like my grandfather.
Like any other story amongst humans, I was born during the Undead war. It is a tale that most people of my kind have told. Parents were executed by Undead and Penitent. Father told me stories of his past. I had the fortunate luck that on my father’s death bed he told me his story. Where he came from. I will tell that story in due time. He did teach me what he knew about herbs and alchemic formula. I took what I learned and smoked it, literally.
For now, after the death of my father I left. I sought refuge in Vandregon as many others did before me. I wanted to be on the first of many ships out of town, but I had no relatable skills to be part of the first wave. I was left to struggle with the monsters of the night. However, I did take a certain solace to the darkness. It was very peaceful. The town is generally quiet, and it can allow me to think. Over time, I grew to be nocturnal only coming out of my doors at night. I will say, the nightlife is a very welcome change once you get to know it.
I began to learn how to cultivate my herbs and mix different things together to harbor a very hallucinogenic effect. So, I began to sell my mixtures to the local populace to ease tension. It was a fantastic way to make money. So much so, that I became more or a Drug Baron. It was fun being known for that. That’s when things took a dark turn. The Undead pushed back hard and it was time to get on the last boat. Most of my clientele did not make it. A shame.
Once I arrived in Mardrun it was refreshing to be able to start anew. However, old habits die hard. It was back to the herbs for me. I made a trek to a town where I can do my work with ease in the settlement known as Haven. I made refuge there for quite a time. I even amassed a following of those who wish to serve me. I then heard tavern stories of this man named Artemis and how he is son of Talonflame. Talonflame, that name rings some bells, that means my father may have spoke the truth. I hear he is trying to make a New Home…again. I should introduce myself.