Jurgen Cobbald - Knight of 1

Jurgen Cobbald was born of Occitan decent, said to be from the Blacksteel sons. Of course, this was his great grandparents, and not him. The blood still ran in him, however. He was native to the Nation-state of Ansbach, but his family migrated to the Buchloe when he was three years old. He remembers little about his birth land, if anything at all. He remembers his mother spoon-feeding him sweet honey from flowers in that province, and spoon-feeding is a thing has been regarded as an act of love in his eyes. He grew up impoverished, however, and was required to fend for himself multiple times against bullies. Through that, he gained a natural aptitude for combat and survival. He grew up a street urchin, hoping for the day that someone would save him. That day would eventually come, but it wouldn't be someone else saving him.

What happened to save him was an ideal that was being cultivated as he watched the Knights of the city do their training. He admired them, and that admiration rubbed off as he soon found himself mimicking their daily trainings with small branches from the trees outside the city. He would spend day after day observing the technique that they practiced, and put it in to practice himself as soon as he believed that he had memorized each step, and every swivel of a muscle. He would spend nights without sleep practicing these swings and skills that made the knights so gloriously appealing to him. His body became toned and tan as he toiled over the hot sun day after day.

Young Jurgen was missing something, however. He did not partake in the daily disciplines that the Knights held, keeping them steady and stalwart. He was immature in those natures that truly made one a knight; and he was oblivious to the fact. He held almost no formal education, only knowing what he learned in the streets and what little his parents told him. Eventually he would find his own training and tutoring, but it would not be until the later years in the Occitan states. When he was eighteen, he enlisted in the local guard force. He swiftly rose through the ranks, showing excellent prowess for battle and policing of the town he lived in. Within a year, he rose to the Captain of the guard after a riot killed the former. His duty term was short lived when a slip of duty took everything away from him.

He spent an average of four months as guard Captain, and he was charged with preparing the town Watch for war against another one of the Occitan towns whom held a long standing grudge against his town. He began training the men to fight in a large scale battle, something most of the new recruits had not have done. Due to his inexperience, many believed his tenure to be premature. He was oblivious to the small stints of rebellion and defiance, or he just simply disregarded it; even he does not know which he did. He did, however, know about his Lieutenant and his ill-will towards Jurgen. His Lieutenant was a 35 year old man, who was set to be next in line for guard Captain. He was turned down, as the Captain’s untimely death during the riot was considered to be aided by someone in the guard. All eyes were turned to the Lieutenant, who at the time, had grown to be quite the jealous man.

To Jurgen’s knowledge, it was apparent that he would rebel eventually; when, was the question. Two months in to his term, he met a woman. She was a beautiful one, but an unfortunate one. She was a widow, her husband killed in a skirmish between the two towns. Jurgen felt bad for the woman, and was quite stricken by her. He fell in love with her after their first conversation, which lasted eight hours as they waited through the night together. Within a month, they were considering marriage, and Jurgen was a mesmerized as he could become.

He made one basic mistake, one common with young men everywhere: He became too in love with someone he had met out of nowhere, and nor did he know her husband. He never even had seen the woman before, and before he could realize his error, it was too late. The town had been attacked, but not by the enemies he expected, but by undead warriors. Skeletons and decaying knights alike laid siege to the town, and Jurgen was forced to face a decision. Save the women he allegedly loved, or save his kin. He chose wrong, and saved the woman.

Once outside of the town, the woman revealed who she was; a lesser Vampire whom was working for the undead Lich razing the town. He was either to be sired in to a vampire thrall for her, or killed. He chose the latter, fighting fiercely. Eventually, he came out on top due to a blunder on the Vampire’s side. With this fight over, Jurgen had vowed to himself that he would redeem himself one day.

After the town was razed on his fault, Jurgen went into self exile. He honed his skills along the way, but he never had received proper knighthood rites. He proclaimed himself to be a knight, but he never actually became one. It is still his dream to become one, and it has been years since he's settled down in a single town. He's simply a drifter, moving from town to town and doing virtuous deeds whenever the situation calls for it, as a way to redeem himself.

After arriving in Surna, the first destination that Jurgen stayed at for any extended period of time, Jurgen already was making enemies and very few allies. People didn't seem to like his presence in the town, but that didn't deter him much. He remained quiet in the town, not causing much of an uproar. However, he frequently would go out and try to hunt on his own, or merely hone his blade. Throughout the times, he's outlived most of the enemies he has made during his stay.

After a long hiatus of going virtually invisible on any level of Surnan society, Jurgen has resurfaced once more, still with no clear goal in mind. On his first day of resurfacing, Vorn Tyrr, a man he had met and seemed to harbor a dislike towards, was found leaping out of a window in the Imperial Trading post. Jurgen already had known that Vorn was a wanted man, and therefore began pursuit. After some time of combat and pursuit, Jurgen stumbles upon Vorn being killed by an Aasimir, and engages in combat with the man for a short time. He soon flees, leaving Jurgen to engage in combat with constructs summoned by some amulet foreign to Jurgen.

The battle rages on as he takes a few Radium-tipped bolts to his side, causing him to be impaired by the acute radiation syndrome that follows. After that battle was resolved, Jurgen decided that he needed to upgrade his arsenal, and seriously improve how he fights.