Sige

Sige's life thus far has not been one to envy.

 A pure bred half orc, he was born to the chief and the shaman of
a tribe which worshiped the Great Dragon Below. He was of good
stock; strong and quick, but there was something wrong with him. He
did not try to murder the other children of the tribe, did not
torture the animals his parents gave him, and showed no interest in
bringing about the release of the great demon lords imprisoned
beneath the earth. After several years of this behavior, his parents
had had enough; his father bashed his skull with his club and the boy
was left for dead.

 After several days he was found by a wandering monk. The monk
brought the boy back to the monastery and nursed him back to health,
though he would always be left with a permanent tremor in his hands.

 When the boy finally awoke after months of sleep the monks
rejoiced. They had long believed that a child would come to them
from the Marches who would bring great change and glory to the land.
They named him Sige, “Victory” in Orcish.

 From the very beginning much pressure was put on the young boy.
Training began even before he could get out of bed. The monks
trained him in meditation and taught him their philosophy. They
believed that to look to the gods for power and guidance was folly. Only by looking within could one truly reach enlightenment and
achieve eternity.

 Once Sige was able to walk the monks tried to train him in their
combat techniques. Unfortunately, Sige was never able to achieve the
level of discipline required to master the unarmed fighting the monks
were so adamantly insisting he learn. Years past and still no
significant progress was made. Doubters began to emerge that this
was truly the child they had been promised.

 Then one day a wounded hobgoblin mercenary came to the monastery
looking for shelter. The monks would not turn away a being in need
so they took him in and treated his wounds. They assigned Sige to
take care of their guest's needs while he recovered. While spending
days on end with the hobgoblin Sige developed a fascination with the
mercenary's martial beliefs and especially with the blade he carried.
 The adolescent half orc pestered his charge until finally he agreed
to teach him how to hold and properly swing a sword.

 When the time finally came Sige was a prodigy with the blade. He
graduated from wooden practise swords to true steel in a day and was
able to defeat his mentor within a week, Upon seeing this the monks
decided to allow him to continue training in weapons. Though their
use was forbidden by the order, Sige was not an ordained member and
thus not bound by their oaths/

 Finally unfettered by the traditions and stigmas possessed by the
monks Side was finally able to truly shine. After conquering the
basics he was able to master any blade handed to him in hours and
could produce effects normally exclusive to magic users with just
trusty steel in his hand.

 After years of training, it was finally decided that it was time
for Sige to leave the monastery and find his destiny out in the wide
world of Eberron. He was given a simple greatsword with which to
protect himself and was told to head for the great city of Sharn.