Background:
You grew up in a poor neighborhood. Your parents did their best to teach you the good that exists in the world, but they also tried to show you that bad things can happen as well. You were always very strong, even as a child, and they worried that you might become a bully. However, their lessons took, and you never fought without being seriously provoked. Those few times that you did, you left the other person a bleeding mess, and students soon learned that if they didn't pick on you, you wouldn't pick on them. Although you were never very popular, you weren't ignored either.
Returning home one day, you saw a group of thugs beating up a friend of yours, a girl that you had a crush on. Yelling, you ran at them, totally unarmed. Although you were outnumbered four to one, and they had knives, you felt invincible. The next thing you knew, those thugs that could still walk were running away, and you were helping the girl to her feet. Everything looked different, and, after a moment of fear, the girl explained that you had become one of the fae, like her. You were a redcap, the embodiment of violence. You resolved to turn this violence only against those who deserved it, and crime in your neighborhood is lower than it's ever been. |