Hero? Villain? Noble? Thief? All of the above?
Hargus Hurryhouse is surrounded by legend and myth, and with good reason. Luckily for most, he is a genuinely good-hearted individual who looks for how he can help others.
Hargus - The Early Years
Hargus was born of average parents in a small village in the Kingdom of Orsholon. The real names of his parents are known only to Hargus, and he isn't sharing. His family abandoned him, giving him a few gold pieces and a bag with some rations. They escorted him to Orsholon, and left him there in the streets.
Hargus was a classic urchin, learning how to keep a low profile, how to make his way in the city. He also learned how to adapt his behavior to fit in, whether in the markets or the back alleys. He made many connections in the seedier parts of town, giving him access to the less than legal aspects and individuals in the capital city. He took the name Hargus Hurryhouse because he felt it had an aura of nobility.
He made friends with the less savory characters in the shadows of Orsholon City. He learned how to get around the city using the sewers and the back alleys. He learned the patterns of the City Guard, and how to avoid them.
Nevertheless, Hargus was not interested in the criminal aspect. Instead, he was interested in how he could help the poor, the shunned, and the downtrodden. He was one of them.
Kingdom of Orsholon was far and above one of the most - if not the most benevolent nations of Arnathia, the poor still existed. There were still those who scratched and clawed just to feed their families and find ways to pay for clothing and shoes.
Hargus knew their pain. He knew what is like to struggle, to barely make it. Feast or famine, but rarely secure.
But one thing he did not have that others did was family. His abandoned him. Left him to fend for himself on the cold streets of Orsholon City, his family become those who also lived in the streets. What many considered dregs, he considered friends. And yes, family. As a young boy of 9 or 10 years old, he wanted to feel a part of something. To belong. As he grew older, he wanted to do whatever he could to make others feel part of something as well.
Hargus's Recent HistoryAs Hargus grew older and more mature, he learned a number of skills, and began his career as an adventurer. Tales of his exploits are both legendary and feared. Perhaps the most told is of a battle in which Hargus faced more than 100 orc warriors. The orcs has surrounded Hargus, trapping him in a box canyon. Just as they were about to attack, Hargus smiled. As Hargus took his aim at the orcs to blast them with cold, a shadow swept quickly across the orc horde. From the sky dropped an immense silver dragon. Hargus and the dragon seemed to work in unison, like a choreographed dance, set to a music no one could hear. Hargus and the dragon dispatched the oncoming orcs with amazing speed. And as the last began to run away, he simply laughed. No one seems to know where the dragon came from, or if it even really existed. In truth, many simply put it off to a tall tale. Hargus will neither confirm nor deny any of the tales. His typical answer when asked is "Is that what they say?", and follow it with a hearty laugh. Another subject of speculation is the 3 years when Hargus disappeared. During that period, he simply vanished. But when he returned, it was with a confidence and strength that was unmatched. No one knows where he went, and as usual, Hargus isn't telling. As a rule, Hargus is spoken of in hushed tones. Those who have felt his kindness and sense of honor speak highly, and those who have crossed him fear speaking his name again. He has many, many friends. And likely, as many enemies.
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Towards Royston Ranald
Towards Hargus Hurryhouse
Hargus was passing through Tremer and stopped in at the Dragon's Stein Tavern Tavern for a bite to eat and a pint of ale. He struck up a conversation with Royston Ranald and in a short time discovered that Ranald was being threatened by some thugs over a loan he owed in payment for the Tavern. Royston had been on time with his payments, but the thugs were demanding more for "protection", as in "Nice tavern ya got here, be a shame if something happened to it..." Hargus is not the type to tolerate this kind of intimidation, and told Royston not to worry any longer, that it would be taken care of. A few weeks passed and no sign if the thugs appeared. Eventually, a messenger came from Lawcrane with paperwork showing the loan had been paid in full, and the deed was now in Royston's name. Nothing directly indicated that Hargus had any hand in this, but Royston remains convinced it was Hargus who ended the harassment. He has tried to thank Hargus, who denies having any involvement. Nevertheless, Royston welcomes Hargus with free victuals and drink whenever he is in town, and the Aerie Inn has a beautifully appointed room set aside for Hargus for whenever he passes through.
Towards Hargus Hurryhouse
Towards Skaltar Shadowfall
Skal and Hargus have crossed paths a number of times in Lawcrane, and it is rumored that they have shared a few adventures. In addition, Hargus has hired Skal as a defender for deliveries of particularly valuable items.
Both are businessmen. Hargus often trades in valuable and rare goods, and Skaltar is an expert with his blade. And if you are going to put together an adventuring party, you'd be hard pressed to find a better fighter.
Towards Elindine Raelle
Towards Hargus Hurryhouse
Hargus met Elindine ("E") when he was growing up in the streets of Orsholon City. He was a street urchin just trying to survive, and she was a nobleman's daughter who wanted mmore than just pretty dresses and a cushy life. She taught Hargus how to act and work his way through the nobility. He gave her street smarts that she would never gain living in the Nobles District. Hargus has risen in respect and authority in all of the Kingdom of Orsholon - Region and throughout much or Arnathia. As a show of gratitude he will always be there when E needs help of any kind.
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How He Became An Urchin
Hargus was born in a small village in the southwest of Orsholon to average parents. It is believed his mother died in childbirth, and he was raised by his father. There is speculation, however, that the man who raised him was not his biological father. As Hargus grew into a young boy, patches of dry skin began forming on his chest and belly. They appeared at first to simply be some form of skin affliction. But as he continued to grow, they changed appearance. They began changing to a more scaly look, with a gray tint. This was, of course, considered unnatural. His father and his new wife never let Hargus show his chest in public, for fear of being ostracized. His stepmother had little worry for Hargus, but for her own reputation. She did not want to be associated with a "freak". She always made him wear two shirts, one with a higher collar, even in the heat of the summer. Of course, this was odd to other children, and he was often picked on for his mode of dress. His stepmother was no help, calling him an abomination, and telling him he was lucky she tolerated him. His childhood was not easy. One day, the usual needling from other children took a darker turn. One of the kids had been told by an adult that Hargus dressed the way he did to hide a secret. He didn't know the secret, and Hargus wasn't telling. A gang of kids decided they would find out for themselves. They pushed him, poked at him, tried to take his clothes from him. Hargus fended them off the best he could, but they would not relent. They finally knocked him to the ground, tearing his shirts from his body, and when they saw his chest, reeled back. Hargus had developed what appeared to be a full breastplate of silvery scales on his chest and abdomen. "He's a monster!" the attackers cried. And then one said "We KILL monsters" and lunged at Hargus. Instinctively, Hargus threw up his arm to shield himself from the attack. As he did, a massive rumbling, like that of thunderclap was heard and they attackers were hurled back a dozen feet. One boy hit his head on a rock, and began to bleed. The others, in fear, ran away. Hargus ran home to tell his parents what had happened. No one was there. He sat on his bed, crying in fear and confusion. What had just happened? What had he done? The answer would come soon enough. His stepmother came trough the front door, screaming "He's a freak! A KILLER! Get him out before he ruins us! What if he kills us in our sleep?". The boy who hit his head had died from his injuries. Hargus' father was close behind, trying to get her to calm down, but he would not succeed. While Hargus sat crying and ashamed, she railed on and his father simply was beaten down. His parents decided it would be best for them and the village to "get rid" of Hargus. The plan was made all within earshot of Hargus. They would put together a small sack of gold coins (his stepmother fought against it), a bag with some clothes, and a few morsels of food. They grabbed Hargus, shoved him into the back of a wagon, and made their was to Orsholon City. They told the gatekeeper they were there to deliver him to a craft guild for apprenticeship. Once inside the gate, they made their was to the industrial area, and told Hargus to get out. His stepmother's final words to him were: "Good luck you monster. May the streets swallow you up." His father said nothing. He simply whipped the reins, turning the horses around, and led them to the gate in silence. Hargus was alone.