Samson Hamura

A scorchlander from the land of Kenshi, who’s lived life in the roughest. He’s a man of survival, and has not been able to keep the ones he loves close. He lives alone, jaded. He feels a longtime hatred for okranites, and a distaste for Greenlanders. He is wary of Hivers, but not hateful, and he tolerates skeletons quite well. He now sits in a cave, keeping himself sated with skimmer bug meat and a small supply of water.

He is very closed in with his past, and has seen the worst of the worst.

His family lived in a small village, when a skeleton attack was launched on it, the soldiers of okran went to assist, but when the smoke cleared, the okranites began taking the other scorchlanders of Samson’s family. His mother and sister were taken away and his father was beaten. When Samson got older his father had went on his own to find Samson’s mother and sister, and never returned. Samson eventually went to try and make life for himself, being the last person of his village. As he made his way traveling, he was caught by okranites who mistook him as a Narko cultist, and began to beat and scar him. He was left without his money and clothes, with the word: NARKONITE carved onto his chest. When Samson awoke, he was on his last legs, and caught by slavers. He was forced to work mining crews and tend fields. One day, a herd of beasts trampled through the workplace of the slavers, giving Samson and the other slaves a chance to attack and run. Samson would find a small village to hunker down and survive in, until he went to travel again, and was caught once more by slavers, who instead of making him work, sold him off to cannibals. The cannibals put him through grueling conditions and rituals, which created an intense hatred within him. He would use this hate to fuel his escape, as once the day had come for the cannibals to feast, he brutalized every, single, one. He left the cannibal cave with rags and shoes and a weapon, and searched the swamps for a home. It took him months to finally find a small fisherman village, where he settled for a bit, making a living off of fishing. But this didn’t last long, as crazed cannibals attacked the camp, and murdered everyone, except Samson and three others. The four would leave in separate directions, and Samson would head north, in hopes to find civilization…yet…he has only been able to find a small cave for shelter, taking his time to hide away, and survive as best he can. Which leaves him where he is now.