Cavan Pontecorvo

Cavan Pontecorvo is a Human male fighter. At nineteen years old, he is 5'10", weighs approximately 160 pounds, has shaggy black hair and gray eyes.

Backstory
Cavan has always been a bit out of sorts physically. One of the tallest boys in the village before many hit puberty, his lanky body has never quite seemed to fit. While only slightly less dexterous than others, the discrepancy has always sat poorly with him. At least until he first picked up his grandfather’s greatsword. Lacking grace mattered little with a weapon of that size, and in some ways it actually used his slight shortcoming for a benefit as he could more easily put his full weight into a swing.

None of this bears much import in his decision to seek an adventuring life. That favor was done him by the vicissitudes of fate when he was seventeen and a pack of barbarians raided his family's farm. He was spared a certain death by chance, having been at the very edges of the farm's lands when the attackers came. By the time he came running to the burning building in which he'd grown up, all that was left was the bodies of his mother, father and siblings and a fully engulfed farmhouse. It was fortune as well that he always kept his sword and armor in the bale of hay by the barn so it would be there when he wanted to practice.

In the weeks that followed, Cavan patiently tracked down the barbarians who had killed his family. With cunning and luck once again on his side, he picked off one after another until they all lay dead by his hand. Realizing that he'd just killed so many, Cavan left Venose forever and sought his way in the wider world by strength of arms and wit alone.