Ishai, the Dragon Piercer/History

* Overview
* Skills & Abilities
* **History**
* Changelog
* Image & Misc.

## Backstory

He remembers very little of his former life, but does remember that he was a sickly person. Always knocking on deaths door, but suffering day in and day out. Which was what led him to live his best life in this one.

## Current Life

Born to a small village in the most remote parts of the kingdom, Ishai's family is famous for their hunting prowess. Considered the pinical of traditional marksman ship, they make their living big game hunting. Selling pelts and flesh to merchants and hunting problem beasts for the Nobles and the Adventures Guild. Sometimes even serving as security for caravans.

The family is profecient in and are the last practitioners of the Ibuki Archery style. This style is mainly focused on ceremony. The Kyūdö bows are made to be larger than their users. This is to provide better accuracy over rate of fire. Choosing to take fewer, more accurate shots, rather than multiple shots. This style is mostly effective at long range with a surprise attach. There are 5 steps to firing an arrow.
1. Take the proper stance.
2. Bring now into notching position with one hand and grip an arrow with three fingers.
3. Pull the arrow from your Quiver, raising the bow up and notching the arrow above your head.
4. Pull the bow string back while bringing the bow down until reaching the proper stance for firing.
5. Take aim, be sure it is true before firing.

Ishai was considered to be a prodigy in the family. Strong with aim that never failed him. Landing a strike on a dragon at only 10 years of age. He loved archery. Every second of it. Especially the sound of the bow ash he fired his arrow. It thrilled him. The entire thing was masterful. However, he could see how flawed his family's traditions were. The time it took to fire a shot was too great. It left them open to retaliation. There had to be a way to maintain their style, but make it more efficient.

One day, while out on a hunt, he stumbled upon the nest of a Narlid. The mother was long dead, but the eggs managed to survive. The kindness of his heart refused to let them die. Taking what eggs he could, he returned home. Taking great care he hatched the eggs months later. The Narlid's were feared monsters. Known for brutally efficient pack tactics.

As he raised them, thoughts entered his mind. He had heard of other hunters using dogs to pick up the slack of a hunters weaknesses. This was it! This was how he improved his family's traditions.

Months pass and Ishai started his work. As pack animals, he knew they needed him to lead them. He used food and simple games to make sure they were trained well. He found little ways to slowly train them up and develop their pack tactics. Soon, he let them loose to hunt for themselves. Slowly they began to fully take advantage of their own capabilities. It was pleasing. Ishai knew that he had formed the perfect bond here and knew they were the solution.

However, his family was not convinced. They were stuck in traditional thought. They refused to change and tried to contain him as well. He would not stand for it. Soon after he cut ties with his family, setting off to prove that what once was, need not always be. With his Narlid's in tow, he set off to prove he was correct in his thoughts.