Feng Tseng Lao

Feng is a Tien immigrant, and a half-orc, trained in the monastic arts.

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My name is Feng Tseng Lao. I am the 7th son of a 7th son. My people believe this is a
mark of evil. Perhaps it is, my mother after all was most likely forced by my father as
no Tian woman low born or otherwise would choose to lie with an Orc. This being the
case it is truly no wonder I was discarded to an orphanage, left only with a common
name and a simple charm by my mother.
Tian is not a place to grow up in an orphanage. It was a tough and violent life from the
time I can remember, fighting for food scraps with the dogs the Black Mothers used to
protect their building. I was all of six when I decided I was tired of fighting dogs for
meat and fighting all the other children for the fact I was different. In order to escape
the walled compound I did a vile thing. Securing earlier in the day a choice piece of
meat, at the cost of a few dog bites, I planted it upon one of the more vicious children as
he was heading into the yard. The smell of the meat incensed the dogs who set about
chasing him. While the Black Mothers were attempting to settle the dogs I made good
my escape by climbing the wall and leaping to the street.
The streets as it turned out to my horror made the orphanage seem a paradise. Two
days on the streets and I was near to death unable to win away any scraps from the
larger and tougher street rats. What few gains I made begging and stealing were
beaten away from me. I gave up. I wandered from the city, giving myself wholly into
fates hands, to my surprise fate embraced me. A man came along not long after I had
given up. Seeing me wandering down the path, he spoke “Child you have given yourself
unto the Goddess, and she has sent me to accept your offering. I will not lie to you, the
life Magdh offers is not a simple one, and you must fight for it, but the rewards make
life worth living.” I tried to ignore him, but what he said awakened a burning curiosity
in me, I stopped and looked him in the eyes for a moment before speaking. “Why would
your Magdh want me, I am half monster and half nothing, what service could I offer?”
The man’s smile at this chilled me slightly, and when he responded any kindness I first
detected was gone. “Child my Goddess would have you become one of her agents, her
Hands of Fate. You have already passed the first test, shown a willingness to give
yourself up to fate. If you accept we shall teach you how to be her instrument.” Cold as
he was he had me, offering the one thing I needed above all else, acceptance.
For five years I trained with the Brotherhood of the Hand, every aspect of my being
honed towards one goal, setting fate upon its true course. The training was hard, but
not without its fair rewards, I never went hungry lest it was in the course of a lesson,
nor wanted for clothes or shelter. I found a place amongst my brothers as I had never
known before. I found to some small degree peace. That was when He returned,
Chanrao Khan. I had not seen him once since he brought me to the monastery. “It is
time for you to do fates bidding again Feng.” He said to me as we walked along the
inner gardens. “You will come with me on a mission and I will show you what it is we
truly do.” How could I do otherwise, I owed all I was to him. We departed that
evening, heading towards Xiang Ling, a major city known at the time for its righteous
Governor, a kind man who spent money and time improving the lives of his citizens.
We killed him. I will not put details of our atrocity to page but let it be known that he
did not die quietly or well. When I begged to know why we put to death a man known
for such kindness Chanrao said only to me, “He was meant to die and did not, the circle
must be completed. I was appalled but I did not see what I could do, everything I was I
owed to these people, and if it meant blood must be occasionally spilled to set things
right who was I to judge?
Four years I spent killing those that I was told had escaped their fates. Four years my
hands were stained with the blood of the innocent and guilty alike. Four years I spent
haunted by the faces of men, women, and children. Four years and in the end I
discovered I hadn’t been doing Magdhs will at all, but Chanrao Khans. I was unable to
sleep one evening and decided to head to the library and read for a bit. On my way I
overheard voices arguing and went to investigate. There I spied Chanrao and another
man red faced and on the verge of yelling. They were arguing over a price, it struck me
odd that a merchant would be here so late so I stopped to listen, and the truth was
given strait from Chanrao’s mouth. We were doing his bidding, contracted out to the
highest bidder.
A sudden rage gripped me and I flew at him screaming. I was able to land a single blow
before he fended me off, it quickly became evident that I was no match for the master
of the monastery. Thankfully the other man intervened; the glint of his drawn blade
drawing Chanrao’s attention long enough for me to make a break for it, as I came to
my senses. I ran for three days taking few breaks and fewer rests, before collapsing and
sleeping away a fourth day to the side of the road. Upon awaking and finding myself
whole and undiscovered I began to make my way to the only port city I was aware of.
It seemed evident to me then that the only way to escape was to leave Tian.
I took the first ship I found which would hire me aboard and set off to settle a new life,
one forged of justice, instead of lies. Once I reached this landmass I spent a great deal of
time wandering and listening to stories of the lands. The story of the land of Mendev
reached deep within me. Here was a place that needed me! A place where heroes drove
demons back into the night from whence they came. I spent only two years in Mendev,
the killing and the death became too much, even if it was Just. It was then I heard a
rumor of new cities being settled people in need of protection, and strong hands willing
to put time to building instead of destruction. I said my farewells to the brave souls of
Mendev and I set off to build a new future, not just for me but for others as well.

Feng Tseng Lao

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