Briar

When he was only 7 years old he was purchased at a slave auction and taken to Hell to serve as entertainment fighting in the pits. Despite being afraid his will to live was so strong that he managed to survive such harsh and unforgiving circumstances again and again until the Demon Lord that rules over that pocket of Hell took a notice and commanded the Fleshweavers to begin their experiments upon him deciding that he would be a lovely addition to his army - if the little cat could survive the procedures. He met a drow who would later be called Celio and became fast friends with the mute boy and through him he met a tiefling-dragon halfbreed who would later be known as Farahday. The three of them, as well as a handful of others, tired and angry at their treatment and state of their existance, planned to escape and for almost two hundred years this group waited and planned and slowly grew in numbers until the moment they had been waiting for - a lapse in security - presented itself and they made their escape. They fought and killed several demons, guards, warriors - using the skills and horrific 'gifts' that had been bestowed upon them. They even fought the Demon Lord himself - and at the time thought he was slain, but when it came time to finally leave Hell and taste fresh air for the first time in what was essentially a life time, only a few managed to escape - the fighter that would later be known as Briar, was not one of the lucky few.

The Demon Lord was not dead and enraged at the 'betrayal' and uprising sent those that remained from the uprising to the Reformation Center to be beaten back into Submission and then sent to the Isolation Chambers - to await their next series of trials and fights. Those that remained of the group did not give up hope and their anger only grew. They collected new members into their group, younger individuals in comparison. The tabaxi became the leader of the group, keeping the fires of their anger burning and just as strong as the hope that one day they would also make it out. It would...just be harder. He harbored no ill-will for those that had managed to escape, instead it only served to strengthen his resolve that it was possible. He wouldn't always be trapped there. He just needed to survive long enough to taste fresh air for himself - something he no longer remembered the taste of. The new group waited. They fought. They underwent more experiments and more visits to the Reformation Center but never let it break them. They continued to comfort each other and bide their time until two of their old break-out buddies, Farahday and Celio, were brought back and tossed into the dungeons known as the Isolation Chambers with them. Surprisingly, not even this broke their spirits, and they continued to plot and wait until they saw the perfect opportunity to break out. A commotion was rising and the majority of the guards were pulled away leaving a skeleton crew to watch over the group - and taking advantage of this moment Farahday and a young werewolf used their combined strengths to break themselves and the others out of their chambers. They then continued to free everyone they came across and killed any demons that were unfortunate enough to get in their way. They fought their way through the labyrinthine chambers freeing as they went, planning on unleashing everyone and using their numbers to overwhelm the rest of that pocket of Hell - kill the Demon Lord for good - and taste freedom. Instead, halfway through, they stumbled across Farahday and Celio's friends - including a young beastkin girl named Neko who had been insistant on freeing every single person she saw trapped in cells or chains amassing another army behind her. The girl took one look at this other group, and the one who would be known as Briar, and immediately felt attached. She would protect them. She would make sure they escaped and could be free, even if it killled her. She approached them, took his hand and told him as much. Taken aback, yet curious about this small and fragile looking thing, He felt a similiar need to protect. Hell was no place for small and fragile things - and so, the two groups became one and they resumed their fight.

In the end everyone made it out, even the one who would be known as Briar, despite being torn to pieces by the head Fleshweaver in an attempt to protect the beastkin girl, Neko. He was brought back, and he and those he had come to see as family, finally tasted freedom and fresh air for the first time on the floating island of Skaia. The majority of the group split apart, Farahday, Celio and their close friends helped them to find places for themselves off of Skaia - find their old homes, provide them with meager means to make it while others stayed on Skaia following His lead. After weeks of getting used to new life he was asked once again if there was anything he would like to be called, a name, and at the suggestion of a close friend who now went by Clover, he settled on the name 'Briar'.

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