K U D O S

Kudos was lucky, so fantastically lucky that even his parents at time looked at their growing son and shook their heads whispering to each other about their little 'bundle of joy' being spoiled rotten from birth.
Indeed he was spoiled. His parents, quite wealthy and well-known folk did spend almost a fortune to dress ,feed and entertain their precious. Being their only child, father - a member of Moonglow city Council and mother - star of local social societies and clubs, Kudos tasted all pleasures of a child growing amongst gold, silks and servants to soothe his needs.
At the age of 7 his parents hired private tutors to teach him to write and read, and sciences of nature and history. However learning boring facts, dates and names, reading old dusty textbooks and staring for hours at the old, wrinkled face of his teacher was something that Kudos learned to loathe. Instead his day was filled with playing pranks, debauching with his friends in the local taverns and overall growing up to be a young, arrogant man.
His father, being too busy and too important to really care and listen to the rumors about his son, carelessly sent him to the Lyceum Academy of social sciences, he wanted his son to be a politician.
And at the age of 16, after short and meaningless good-byes, and a pocket full of gold, Kudos departed from home.
Three years later, after repeated incidents of rudeness, drunkenness, and an overall lack of desire to learn anything, Kudos was thrown out of the Academy to the great shame of his father. Kudos however insisted that it was for everyone's good he did not stay there, and packing his belongings rented a small room in Nujel'm and spent his days and nights by prowling around looking for excitement.

At the age of 26 , he learned quite a bit about simple trade, mostly by smuggling armor gold and weapons to the brigands in the east, and spent his 'hard-earned' gold on expensive clothing, drink and whores. However that was not enough. Lust for thrills and danger filled him more and more and his life was wasting away in dim-lit taverns, pubs and bedrooms of lonely wives of local nobility.
Kudos set out to Skara Brae and paid a good amount to an old ranger to teach him archery and few other skills. After a short while, Kudos started venturing into the woods, and slaughtering beasts to take his mind off of things. That was when he met Zhelavar.
First time he saw her, she appeared rather frail and even sickly, although tall and well-built, her eyes were almost transparent. However once he looked closer, her movements, gestures of a wild animal, careless and merciless, impressed him quite much. She was the answer!
At first he was shocked to find out what she does, however later on pulling out the arrow from his side, he offered her a deal for the exchange of his life (he did learn politics in the Academy). Deal was simple, she hunts, kills, and Kudos manages her finances. Of course he knew that she would have little or no idea where her money was going to, but it would be a shame to let it all go to waste.
And so the unlikely companionship started, Kudos managed her gold, supplies and news, and Zhelavar did… whatever she did, Kudos cared less. He had gold in his pocket and plenty of reagents to support his new hobby.
However sometimes, in the drunken haze he would see it clearly that he would give anything to be there with her, to let a sharp arrow cut through the air and strike a human right in the heart. Then he would smirk, and pat his side: "Why bother risking your life, when someone else is willing to do it."
After few months of such living and people finding out who he is, Kudos realized that it would be much harder to get a free drink or a favor of a noble lady if the town followed him through the streets with sticks and stones. Besides, Skara Brae was starting to be a bother and a bore of a town to a young playboy and by hiring some peasant girl to take care of Zhelavar he went off to Nu'Jelem to continue his studies in magery.
And so Kudos practices day after day, occasionally stopping to enjoy Zhelavar's bloody gold and enjoy life. One day, perhaps, the bitter-sweet taste of blood will fill his life…but for now he will wait.


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