<div class="floatright">(http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk320/Dark_Cresent/Silver-1.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Kreios Argaron</span></strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8880)<br/>5th Level Human Barbarian</div><hr/>Kreios was born in a small village off the eastern border of the Galtean Empire. His early years there were peaceful, which was saying a a lot since the boy would grow to know a life of chaos. When he was only 10 years old a band of mercenaries looking for quick cash swarmed their village, taking him and many of the others as slaves. Seen as a good specimen for the already great strength he showed for a boy his age, he was sold to a Galtean mining plantation. There they put the boy to work with three other slaves pushing a large crank that pumped a special fluid used in alchemy from the ground. By the time he was thirteen the other three slaves had died, and he was able to push the crank by himself.<br/><br/>Kreios was one of the strongest slaves in the camp, and he often found himself needing to fight the others in order to get certain things like food or clothing. Through it all though, the cruelty he watched only instilled within him a hate for ordered law and a want to keep things such as this from happening. This tempered, and he quickly grew harder and harder for the guards to control. At age 15 he kept under chain most of the time. Though he kept aiding others when he could, insisting that they would need to band together in the face of the treachery they faced. By the time he was nearing age seventeen he had earned the trust of many of the slaves, and was seen by the Galtean guards as a growing problem.<br/><br/>Things changed Shortly after Kreios turned 17 though, when he witnessed one of the guards trying to rape a paid servant. He tried to stop the man, but when the guard drew his sword on Kreios, the boy snapped. He went into a blind fury, somehow wresting the blade from the man's grip, and impaling the guard with his own sword. He quickly took the blade after that, and cut the chains that held him to his working place. He escaped from the slave camp then, killing several more guards and freeing as many of the other slaves as he could. From there he took off, seeking to find solace elsewhere in the land.<br/><br/>Unfortunately Kreios found he was an outlaw in the country now, and no matter where he ran in the empire the Guards tended to find him. After two years straight of making his way by the sword, and getting hunted for both his crimes and the lack of a mercenaries charter; he finally left. He traveled eastwards, toward the coast where he was sure his crimes wouldn't follow him. There he started on the path of adventure, hating the slur barbarian that was tagged upon him do to his ferocious fighting style. Eventually he met with a group of others, and has since traveled alongside them. Though something deep inside him burns for a chance at revenge against Galtea. For what they did him; and more importantly what they do to their people on a daily basis.