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Iatrus the Cursed

I am Iatrus, the second of my name. My ancestor, Iatrus the first, was the beginning of a line of leaders. It is my desire to follow in their footsteps.

Iatrus the Cursed is what the people call me, for it seems where I go there are tragedies abundant. My life has not been easy. The gods do not favor me, they say. I say that I will wear this title bestowed on me and turn it on its head. Those who go against me shall be the truly cursed ones.

I am of a reasonable height, standing five feet and eight inches. My form is thin, and I have been described as slight. My hair is of white coloration, and I have an eternally pale complexion. My eyes have been described as green or blue, the truth lying somewhere in between. I have been described as effeminate by some.

I wish to gain power. Whether through politics or warfare, I care not. Alliances will likely be necessary to achieve my goals, so I will seek to gain favor from others. Mayhaps I shall marry someone of high status. All may be tools to gain my desires.

For now, I seek answers regarding my mother's death, and I have become a sellsword, in hopes that travel will allow me to find the answers I seek. I intend to settle with nothing less than success.

Cursed Iatrus

Advisor Description

I had been listening to the town crier when a man approached me. He had a charming air to him, and I confess that I was rather impressed by his manners. He seemed kind enough at first, offering his aid to a newcomer in the town.

After several days around Belinus, I have had no choice but to conclude that this was no coincidence. He seems to know things that he should not, and I believe he had me followed for some time before he approached, though I cannot prove such. He seems to act according to his whims, which seem to fluctuate between kindness and a cold kind of cruelty.

Yet, I cannot imagine leaving his side, for the advice he offers is beyond all worth. I am simply one more whim to him, I know, but I find the way he conducts his life to be inspiring, and I hope to one day gain his favor in truth, instead of the facade of approval that he puts on.

Iatrus the Cursed Post Play & MMORPG RPG Text

Reflections on your mother

My mother was a good woman. She had notions of greatness for me, and I shall not disappoint her. She always encouraged me to be both strong in body and in mind, and I keep her advice in mind every day. I miss her. I look little like her, though I wish I shared her features. She was the one who raised me, not my father. Her untimely death still unsettles me, and I seek knowledge regarding with how it came about that she died.