Sedric Carlana

## Back Story

Older Brother: Darian Teller

Younger Sister: Eris Carlana

Younger Brother: Seric Carlana

Youngest: Serin Carlana

Sedrick Carlana was born to Miss Serial and Edric Carlana. Serial is a tallish Elven woman, with beach blonde hair to her waist that she usually often wears braided. Edric Carlana was built more like a dwarf than a human standing at 5 nothing and weighing over 200lbs, with bright sea blue eyes and short-cropped black hair. Mom was nearly one hundred and fifty years old when dad died. The bakery caught fire one night and dad was so busy trying to see what else he could pull out that he didn't even notice the falling beam that pinned him in the center of the inferno, Dad was 38. We did all right though we got a second loan to pay off the first and built another bakery in a new location that mom and the kids still run. I was already 14 when that all happened and had been shadowing dad's brother Theatus at the guard's post. When Theatus heard about the fire I found myself promoted to a proper guardsman to pull a little money for the family. I mostly work that crap shifts, that isn't a term for a bad shift, that's what the guards called the bucket cleaner at the jail. When I wasn't doing that, I patrolled in armor that was too big and carried a spear and shield that I could barely lift some days. As a couple of years passed, and between working the patrols, and working a bakery when I wasn't doing that I built up some muscle. When I was sixteen, on the same night that my father would have died two years ago in fact, I had to deal with my first orc raid. I don't know why I lived through it. by all rights, I should have died. They came at night, broke through the gate at the northeast edge of town, and came yelling with blood in their eyes, and some already on their weapons. The first one basically impaled himself on my spear, the second must have thought he killed me in his first swing, which went through my freaking shield and bit into my arm, it didn't quite get to the bone but that being my first personal experience with major trauma, I fell over in shock for a moment and after a few seconds of internal agony, I figured I ought to let everyone else know I was down. The orcs had already moved on, they scorched a few houses and stole a little under 100 gold worth of goods. I was the only serious injury of the night. After that, I paid more attention to how the older guards handled themselves, from how they walked and talked to how they held their weapons. I picked some stuff up and when the orcs came back about a month later, They never got passed the gate. We went after them once they retreated, and they didn't bother coming back for some time after that.

## Appearance/Etc

Age: 18

Race: Half-Elf

Background: City watch

Skin: lightly tanned caucasian

Hair: Light Brown

Eyes: Teal (mom always said they were more blue than brown or green when I was angry, like a storm on the ocean)

Height: 5'10"

Weight: 150lbs

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Personality Traits:

I'm full of cautionary tales from my experience serving as a guard relevant to almost any combat situation

Ideals:

Greater Good. Our lot is to lay down our lives in defense of others. (Good)

Independence. When people follow orders blindly, they embrace a kind of tyranny. (Chaotic)

Bonds:

I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves.

Flaws;

My hatred of my enemies is blind and unreasoning.

I obey the law, even if the law causes misery.

I’d rather eat my armor than admit when I’m wrong.

## More?

for more on Sedric and what he has experienced visit his journal here ( Sedric's Journal )