<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Jamil Eskross: Ranger of Tanil</span> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8751)<br/>10th Level Human Ranger</div><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk320/Dark_Cresent/Ch1.jpg)<br/></div>Jamil was born in Shelzar, the bastard son of a popular whore in the slums. This would have of course been a hard life starting for anyone, but it was made worse when his mother died upon his sixth birthday, and he was captured by criminal slavers. He was soon sold to a band of mercenaries that put the boy to work cleaning their arms an armor, and thus was his life for the next five years. It wasn't until he turned age eleven that another shake up to his miserable life happened, when the band ran into a wayward Tribe of the Ukrudan Nomads that had been pillaging the towns and villages outside of Shelzar.<br/><br/>The battle went bad for the Mercenaries, with all of them dying and their slaves being taken by the Nomads. He was one of them, and as a male he was put to work out in the sweltering heat to labor until he died. Luckily for him a Vigil of Vesh had heard of the slaughter, and diverted from his scouting to come and free the slaves. He managed to rally enough folk to to do it, and it seemed Jamil would have a second chance here. He was impressed by the vigils feats of bravery, and so he asked the man to take him along and train him. It was hard to convince the man, but through enough badgering the boy did. The Vigil introduced himself as Amir then, and told him that it would only last until he needed to travel home.<br/><br/>Amir became almost like an Uncle to Jamil eventually, and over seven years the boys bond with his mentor grew. He was eighteen when the time came for Amir to travel back to vesh, and he offered for Jamil to come along. It wasn't his home though, and so he parted ways with his mentor to seek out a life of his own. It took him some time to find his way back to the city of his birth, and he soon set up shop as a mercenary for the city, serving the goddess his mentor had shown him by killing Belsameth's wererats that populated the sewers.<br/><br/>Jamil has been in and out of the city since then, often going on stints that keep him away for years, tracking down this or that. In fact he has just gotten off of one of those stints, and returned to find his house was garnished for lacking to pay his taxes. He payed his fines, renewed his weapon permits and has been back in business for about a week. He hasn't missed the call for arms from this so called "Lady of the Mask', and wonders if she is anything like the holiday she took her namesake from. He waits to seek her out for curiosities sake, and because whatever she does may very well effect the city of his birth.