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==Background==

Brandon  Jackson grew up in [[Chester]], raised by his elf mother Alren and human father Charles.   

His childhood was an impoverished one where friends or help were rarely found.  Chester had a strong 

prejudice towards elves and for that reason Brandon was often the victim of bullying and harassment 

for being half elf.  As a result he quickly learned to fend for himself.   It wasn’t until he turned 14 that he 

made his first friend, Tony Sabbath, the son of a fisherman and a miscreant like Brandon.  The two got 

into lots of trouble and quickly became best friends.  At the age of 17 Brandon and Tony planned their 

biggest heist of yet.  The plan was to rob the local trading company, Stonewall.  They stormed in, faces 

covered with bandanas, loaded crossbows in hand.  They were met with little resistance.  Tony chose to 

tie up the merchants while Brandon checked the upstairs for treasure.  While searching Brandon was 

interrupted by screams coming from below.  Something had gone terribly wrong.  When Brandon came 

down the stairs he stopped in horror.  The place was a bloodbath.  The merchants had been slaughtered 

in grotesque and brutal fashion.  In the middle of the mess, standing and covered in blood, was Tony.  

Brandon approached the stone-faced Tony asking him what had happened.  Tony shook his head and 

said they had tried to attack him.  Brandon, completely bewildered and terrified by the situation, told 

Tony that they had to leave.  Tony agreed.  As Brandon turned around to head for the door he felt a 

sharp pinch in his back and a warm liquid running down.  He knew the sensation.  He had been stabbed.  

As he fell to the floor and began to lose consciousness Tony whispered in his ear, “You were never my 

friend, you fucking elf.” 

Brandon awoke in a cell.  Blamed for the attempted robbery of Stonewall’s Trading Co. and the 

murder of 3 merchants, Brandon was given a life sentence.  Hopelessness settled in fast, as Brandon 

became cold and heartless, fearless and determined.  He never forgot about what had happened at 

Stonewall and revenge never left his mind.  7 years passed before he was approached in his cell by a 

silver-haired elf named Draco Sera who offered him freedom if he tried his fate at the Drannor prison 

boxing competition.  Every year the winner was rewarded their freedom.  Brandon accepted and began 

his training.  His first fight was a joke, dropping the guy in the first 5 seconds with one hook.  He was 

soon given the nickname “Bomber”.   He continued to win matches with ease up until his 15th and 3rd to 

last opponent, Jason Lee, who was trained in the mysterious art of Jeet Kune Do.  Brandon didn’t even 

land a punch before he hit the ground.  A week later he was once again approached in his cell by Draco.  

Draco asked if he was an elf.  Brandon responded by saying he was a half elf.  Good enough, said Draco.  

Draco, who was later learned to be a champion boxer, proceeded to train Brandon.  Brandon quickly 

excelled in pugilism and was even given the rare opportunity to learn magic.  Protection and haste spells 

would give him advantage in any fight.  The following year he reentered the tournament and proceeded 

to defeat all contenders and win the tournament.    He was to be given his freedom.  He would get his 

revenge.  Although the day before he was to be released, he was moved to St. Germain and thrown into 

the Duke’s dungeon with four degenerates.  He now awaits his fate.