Undead Campaign Setting
Indigo Cairnway grew up in Haven hearing tales of his ancestors fighting off hordes of the undead. Since he was a child, these tales fascinated him and gave him something he trained daily for. Being a bit of a paranoid lad he trained his hands to pick any lock, hide any valuable, and survive great leaps. He became sneaky and agile should the undead decide they craved human flesh again. He practiced with swords and daggers just to keep himself in the peak fighting condition. His family would often laugh at his antics and he would laugh with them. As ridiculous as they thought his precautions were, they still loved him. And though much of his time was spent training, an equal amount was spent helping the people of Haven. Many shop owners knew him and gladly accepted his help with many of their tasks. The day Indy left the hall of elders after receiving his orders, he threw up just outside the hall. He was frightened. He entered his house with a grim demeanor and began to yell about how it was a mistake and how he couldn’t leave. His father quickly grabbed him by the shoulders and snapped him out of it. “You’ve been preparing for this your whole life!” he said “No one’s hands are as nimble as yours! Few in the village can wield a sword or dagger like you! you know how to fight these beasts from the stories we’ve told you. You practice random situations to the point that we really DID start worrying about you. You were born to do this son. And when you’re done and come home safe, we’ll be right here waiting for you.” Indigo Cairnway sat for a moment to take what his father said all in. AS he sat, his mother walked over with a jewelery box. “I want you to take this with you.” she said. She opened up the box to reveal a golden band with red stones embedded into it. “This has ben passed down our family line since the time of the Skull Wars. It’s believed to be lucky. It’s helped us so far! Our family has had it since your great great great grandfather died in a bar fight.” Indigo stared at his mother “Well, it was the first night he took it off in his life!” Indigo smiled and hugged his family. That night he packed his things. He couldn’t sleep. His mission was too important. And the next morning, he was on his way.