Bastard, others see it as a curse word or a way to degrade but I take pride in that word. If not for being a bastard I would be just like all the other noble brats running around. I would be weak and stupid. These things I know because even though my father did not give me a name he did give me strength. My mother said she was raped by the horrible barbarian, but I have seen her with the other men and I know she would have enjoyed the attention. As soon as I was old enough to talk and start asking those uncomfortable questions she sent me to train with the soldiers. She said it was to teach me to be a man and a leader but I know it was just to get me out of her hair. I have learned my lessons well over the years and can size up a battle in moments using my voice and intellect to turn the tides of battle in my favor. My mother was a noble woman, but because of my mixed blood I will never be considered a true nobleman. I will show the world what a true nobleman should be, show everyone that I am more "noble" than any 10 of these pitiful lordlings. I will bring peace to these lands and prove to them all that nobility is not some divine birthright, it is a strength of heart and mind. It is the ability to help those that you lead become better people themselves, more willing and able to fight injustice wherever it stands ,whether it lies in the savage wilderness or in the house of your own lord. Yes, I am a bastard and damn me if I'm not proud to be one!