Sirius

## Appearance and Character

Truly a bastard of the Foreign Isles with long red hair with strands of white. Even lacking the fair or pale skin with a tan from traveling the world. He has cold grey eyes that chill the very soul. Wearing red robes over leathers when outside combat. Though once war or a battle comes to Sirius. Fine plate replaces the leathers and a blackened two handed sword is found in his hand.

Hot headed, bloodthirsty, and zealot are some words to describe Sirius. No cleric of great studies or teachings but a warrior who brings wrath and faith with a sword. There is no question that he learned everything of use. Quick to action then speaking believing it's the Lord's will. Though he will not harm the Innocent for they can still be saved. A man of his word if given.

Seemingly from his preachings he was born on a battlefield and found in the fallen arms of a unknown officer shortly after birth. A Red Priest took the baby to the isle of Iarran believing it a sign from the Lord. High Priest Ash asked the priest who commanded the free company who fell. It took moments before a name was heard Sirius. On that day it became the name for a orphan born on a battlefield.

A early life of learning to read and write by a handful of priest and priestess. Sirius enjoyed days running around the Red Temple while his teachers tried to stop him. Though early on he found himself staring into the flames seeing images of large winged creatures dying out. Never understanding the images but feeling it must be of importance.

Once becoming old enough he traveled with a priest across the foreign isles. To see the goals of their divine order. Sirius didn't pay as mind in the ideals of the faith but he cared for the Master of Fire. Finding many poor or enslaved by the powerful. Questioning if it was their place to free the slaves but he was told to leave behind childish ideals.

Once returning from his travels Sirius had changed. He took more to the teachings, prayers, and rites. Not long after he would finally understand what true piety can show. As he look into the flames once again. Seeing again large winged creatures dying but this time he saw a image of a woman. Again he could not find a answer for the flames.

As years past he became a Red Priest and believed he would be best used within the walls of the temple. A day came where Sirius found himself in the markets. Meeting a sellsword from Saerial who taught him how to use a two-handed sword. The young priest took to the fighting style even though many other priest questioned him.

He would be rewarded after many battles with a finely made sword with a blackened blade. During this time he had spent time mastering illusions to cause a illusion of his armor and robes burning. That he used to strike fear into the different sellswords who stood against him.

Sirius also felt the touch of a woman during his time in the disputed lands. Alyna and Daehna were to young women he met and had a small affair with them. Feeling a higher calling he made his way back to Iarran.

After traveling through the narrow sea. He had a run in with some step stones pirates but through faith and his deep connection. He finally brought to force the magic of his lord. As his sword took to flames, glowing with the heat of the Master of Fire. He would lead his small group of sellswords and defeat the raiders. Killing each on of them before setting their ship ablaze in the name of the Red God.

Landing in the ports of Vakar he found that the High Priest Ash had used some local connection to sympathetic merchants who acquired a manse for Sirius. For the first year he made his way through the city. Speaking the word to the poor and any who would hear him. Understanding to avoid any form of conflict with the faith of the Starry Rites.