Brecken Tohlar

Plowshares to Swords
A young man destined by fate. From a simple farming community in Jacinto born to poor farmer parents, thrust into a journey of that he never expected he would be apart of. He means well, but being surrounded by a bunch of rough and tumble soldiers has somewhat ruined his manners and he tends to curse more they he would like to. He struggles to sleep at night and is plagued by horrible nightmares that seem to take hold of his body and force it to try and attack anyone nearby, something the party found out the hard way. As a result of this, he is perceptually exhausted, and succumbs much easier to the daily wear and tear of adventuring than one would expect. Upon meeting with his parents in Jacinto, his mother informed the party that while she and her husband both know what he is, Brecken does not. His night terrors started around 10 years ago, it is not something he has always dealt with. Brecken has also demonstrated a somewhat... unique ability. Under extreme duress, he has the capability to enter a state of greatly enhanced strength and unyielding ferocity. His veins turn black and sections of his flesh surrounding them darken, and become almost scaled. This appears to not be something he can control, and clearly wears him down rapidly.

Lend Strength to Those Without
Brecken believes in the little guy, the underdog. His whole life he had been standing up for those who couldn't do it alone in one way or another. He knew deep down that he had some sort of gift, and he was going to find out how to use it. The whole reason he got conscripted into military service was for beating up a group of guardsmen who were drunkenly assaulting a school teacher who had been trying to teach him to read after hours. He's something of a town legend, having built a number of buildings, fought off warbanders and the odd troll, and even helped plow and sow the farms of others when they were lame. Brecken firmly believes he was given the might of many men because some were born without it, and it's his purpose in life to share what should have been rightfully theirs. He isn't traditionally booksmart, and isn't at all eloquent, but there lies an emotional intellect beneath his b e e f y  exterior, a certain learned wisdom of a man who knows he isn't the brightest bulb, but instead the longest lasting.

A Real Adventure
Brecken's military service wasn't exactly exciting. Deployed marching battalions don't really go and defend or fight much, Faethal is relatively secluded and has active treaties with the neighboring kingdoms for nonaggression. So, the army is more of an exercise in custom, more bureaucracy than bombardment. As such, Brecken hasn't seen much combat beyond a band of orcs or gnolls, the occasional giant, or a rogue wyvern. The opportunity to be tricked into helping hold the line for The Wildfire Company on their many misadventures has proven interesting for him. Brecken is even learning how to stifle his demonic explosions, for better or worse.

On their expedition to Kisash, Brecken's faith to the Goddess Melari, among others, enabled the party to enter an ancient sanctum where the sword EXCALIBUR was put to rest. The only one who could apparently pull the sword from the stone, Brecken is now unfortunately bound to EXCALIBUR, who has proven to be a powerful albeit lame and narcissistic sword.