User:Wolfram

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Name: Kail Wolfram

Age: 79, but looks to be in his early 30’s

Race: Human

Hair: Dark brown and short

Eyes: The color of sapphire

Height: 5’11”

Weight: around 220 lbs.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

The man can usually be seen wearing an old leather coat. It has been patched countless times, and looks rather worse for wear. At all times, a mithril bracer adorns his right forearm, while a mithril pauldron is attached to his right side when battle is necessary. Unknown to most, a third plate is tucked into his pocket to guard his stomach. Beyond that, it is rare to see him in any other type of protection, because, in his mind, protection is nothing if one can’t move.

A stoic, Kail will rarely show his feelings in most situations. It isn’t that he doesn’t experience anger, love, fear, or any other emotion in the spectrum, he just simply chooses to keep a poker face at all times.

Being human, he has no defining strength in battles, save for his mind. A master of tactics, Kail has won countless battles he had no business winning by exploiting weaknesses and countering strengths. He may be ordinary, but underestimate him at your own peril.


History:

The wars

<an excerpt from a squire’s journal>

Two days. It’s only been two days since Wolfram had to bury his father, and already the rabble has opted to rise up en masse to remove my lord. They don’t know about Wolfram, that he isn’t insane like his father. He just wants the fighting to end! The others, though, they only see another in line to oppress them, another to raze their homes and kill for sport…The seed of Hyrael. I know better. I was there when Kail was tormented, like his people, at the hands of a madman. I saw with my own eyes the care he shows his wife and troops. They’d follow him to hell, as I will, but the rats, they gather to feast on an innocent corpse this day. I will cut my lord a path to peace, one peasant at a time! ~Bolam

a few weeks later*

Useless rabble! I had thought for sure they’d have given up by now! I roasted them alive, watched the horror, but still they advance! Our numbers lessen by the day. The royal swordsmen are an elite force, but too few in number to suppress a peasant army. Every fight has ten to one odds stacked against us, and our numbers never replenish, only dwindle. My lord has taken to leading us to battle. Oh, to see him head the cavalry, striking to wound…it is disheartening. This scum wishes to kill him, but he still shows them mercy. It is unbecoming of a commander. I will still strike down his enemies, even if he himself wishes to show them a kindness. When these dark days are over, I shall receive praise for my efforts. Just wait. ~Bolam

years go by*

I’ve been discharged. I, who has taken every step to protect my lord. I, who burned villages to the ground for harboring insurgents. I! That bastard, Wolfram. I devoted my life to keeping him safe, and he discharged me! Such a weakling, telling me I was too dangerous to serve. I killed in the name of his justice, and still I am discarded like trash. I only sought to kill a survivor after razing his town. He was young, and would grow up to take up arms. That weakling of a lord stayed my hand! What’s worse, he adopted the boy into his household! I did the only thing that was right by trying to kill that boy, and, Wolfram be witness, I will succeed, even if I have to join the rabble to do it! ~Bolan

<An excerpt from Kail’s shieldbearer>

He has not eaten in days. I do not blame him, personally. Kaylen was his light, his strength. Even after the darkest day, she would find some way of bringing the biggest smile to Wolfram’s face. I suppose that smile will never see this world again. Daika t’ana is still missing. I suppose it was an expected outcome. The boy was lower-class when my lord adopted him into our courts. Wolfram loved him like a son, but the boy was not destined for coexisting with the elite’s. I will never forget the look on Daika’s face: the confusion, mixed so well with rage as he stood over our dear queen’s broken body, Wolfram’s fury, and, oh, the calm smile on her Lady’s face. I will never understand why she smiled as she died, but it, undoubtedly, still haunts my lord, and shall not cease.

Next entry*

He’s gone! My lord has quit the castle! The scouts had found traces of Daika, heading east to a place they call Ventricle or Vestibule…I do not recall. The next morning, Wolfram was gone! With him gone, it is only a matter of time before the elites are vanquished…I will keep this matter a secret, until our lord returns! The rabble must not know we have lost our beacon of light. We would not last if they knew… ~Aexis

The arrival and exile

Dear diary, I’m going to call you a journal from now on. ‘Diary’ is just too weak. Anyway, I have some bad news, journal. Remember that guy I was telling you about? Wolfram? Yeah, he’s following me. I wish I could remember what happened. If I saw someone standing over my girl’s corpse, I’d want to kill them, too, but…I don’t think I killed her. My brain gets fuzzy when I think on that day, but I don’t think I did anything wrong. I just joined up with Phantasmal Knights, though, so they’ll protect me until I sort this out. ~Daika

  • days later

Dear Diary, Journal is too hard to write. I saw him today. He looks pissed. He didn’t see me, though, so I did the bravest thing a man can do in that type of situation…I ran like hell. Can’t escape forever, though. I guess I should try to figure out why my brain isn’t working. It’s like having a hand over one eye, but with my memories. I only see half of them. ~Daika

  • time passes

Hey Diary, I figured out that whole ‘killing Kaylen’ thingy…That thing blocking my brain? Yeah, it’s a demon and it decided to let me know he’s staying in there awhile. Oh, and it wants to kick me out. Wolfram and I figured it out after he nearly crushed me to death for my crimes. It was my hand that did the deed, but my mind wasn’t there, so we worked out a compromise. That compromise ended with me nearly crushed to death. Go figure. He’s a Knight now, too. I got promoted to recruiter, which made things real easy to push through. We have been looking for a general, anyway. He’s a good thinker guy, I might promote him, too. Oh, the folly of giving recruiters so much power. ~Daika

  • a lot of time passes

Well, diary, this sucks. Paps stepped down. This doesn’t seem bad, but, apparently, Flaming Claw saw that as me usurping her, and went to town on payback. They sieged Cenril, told us to put Paps back in power, but Paps said no, so they’re still surrounding us, and Wolfram’s outside the gates, so our troops can’t mobilize! He’s been acting funny lately. I mean, he’s gotta be almost sixty by now, so he could be losing his grip on living. I think I can save him, though. I learned to make a pretty potent concoction that should slow down that aging thing, but Wolfy says he doesn’t want it. I think he wants to die… - So, they lifted the siege. Wolfram and I did what Vgfh wanted and left the knights. Paps is in full control now, whether she wants it or not. Wolfram had a heart attack. He was ready to go…but I force-fed him the potion. I wasn’t ready to lose him. He hasn’t spoken to me since.

  • a day later

We’re leaving, Diary. He finally looked at me today, and said we had to go. So we’re going into exile until the world forgets about us. More running away. I don’t know if Hyrael will let me stay in control with my spirits so low. It might have it’s day…but, for now, we’re heading south. Might as well explore, right?

The return

<under construction>

The imprisonment

Day 8 We made it to the Eastern Expanse. What a craphole. Nine ratty towns and some weak ale. A couple of us are going to explore the wastelands. Nuthin’ but salt and sulfer. There had better be gold in this for me. I will be so pissed to do this for coppers again. Fool me once… ~Ganjimu

Day 9 That was new. We found two guys duking it out in the wastelands. One of em had bones for a hand and killed Kerio! We ran him off, but the other guy passed out, so we tied him up and took him back to the ship. He’s been sleeping in the brig since then. I’ll kill that bony fella myself. I swear it.

Day 13 That guy woke up. ‘Bout time, I say. They put me on guard duty, and watching a snoozing pretty boy is just awful. Turns out his name is Kail, and that other fella was called Daika. Says he used to be some big-shot back west, but I never heard of him. Might’ve changed his name or something. Says he’s from near Rynvale, though, so we agreed to take him back with us. Ain’t like it’s out of our way. Now that he’s up, though, he’s getting’ seasick a lot. Landlubbers…

Day 28 That guy is pretty nice. Ever since he got his sealegs, he’s been helping out around the ship. He even took to teaching the crew how to use swords for more than just swingin’. He threw me cutlass overboard, though. Said it was worthless. What’d he give me? A freaking stick! Good thing we’re near Rynvale now. I need to be getting me a new sword. Kail says I need a raper, or something like that, but I like the look of them katanas, so I’ll buy that.

Day 30 We arrived in Rynvale. Kail was going to leave, but, before he did, he asked me to join him as he heads west. I’ve never seen mainland, and I kind of got fired, so I said yes. He says he has to see his home one last time, and said we might hear word on Daika. Still wanna wring that zombie’s neck for killing whats-his-name…

Day 57 I hate the mainland. No water, no ale, just miles and miles of rock and dirt. But, Kail’s been training me to use my new sword, so it’s not all bad, though he did pin my foot to the ground for calling him an old man. Turns out he isn’t big on nicknames. I’m not sure how, but he makes me feel like less of a pirate. Like I can be doing me something good and no one would bat an eyelash about it. It’s not natural. I need a drink to kill these thoughts.

Day 59 Found him! We’re closing the gap after tonight. I’ll break his arm off and beat him with it. For Kerry.

Day 61 Ok, so the jump wasn’t as good as planned. I might have gotten thrown through a wall. But we won! Kail’s gonna stay and clean up, but I’m gonna head back home for awhile. He says I need to atone for my crimes, and that’s what I plan to do. Not sure how I’ll go about it, though. Meh. I’ll figure it out when I get there.

Now. <under construction>