Background: Background: Castiels family were part of a traveling caravan who encountered a rampant devil/demon. Sneaking through the darkness, the demon came into the Caravan during the night and proceeded to kill in a crimson red shower of blood. Castiel survived through sheer luck as a wagon collapsed around him but he still bears a scar from the creature. The boy was saved only when a Beggar Knight, glowing with the power of his god, arrived to smite the foul beast back to its own dimension.
Unconscious and lying beneath a mound of wreckage, Castiel went unnoticed by the Beggar Knight as he searched for survivors, of which there were very few. Mostly the young who were able to hide, the Knight took these survivors with him. Castiel awoke in the wreckage the next day. Alone, scared and with only fleeting memory of what happened Castiel staggered from the blood soaked ground to a nearby village. He was quickly adopted by a couple with no children of their own and he flourished on their farm and in the village, becoming large and strong.
As with all children, Castiel went to school and learned, not only of the world around him but also of Svarogs Faith. He was a lazy student, preferring action to writing or reading. His school days were taken up with daydreams of knights in shining armor slaying foul beasts or reveling in physical exercise.
When Castiel was 16 he realised he was as big, if not larger than most of the men in his village. He had out-grown most of the clothes his mother had made him, and he had bulked up considerably from his days out working on the farm. His parents had also bred into him a set of personal beliefs. With his size he could have controlled the other boys in the village as a bully, but there was no bully due to Castiels tendency to stick up for those weaker than him.
However the boy, for he was still a boy, still recalled the night his true parents and siblings were murdered by the hideous beast. This gave him drive for more knowledge of what the creature was, and who the glowing man was that defeated it.
Saving the gold he earned from laboring, Castiel bought himself an ill-fitting suit of leather armor and a rusty old sword. Tearful goodbyes set him on a path of self discovery, and some hard life lessons.
Castiel roamed from place to place, seeking to experience the world and help people where he could. With this goal in mind, Castiel joined a mercenary group that called themselves The Silver Claw. His first assignment was to protect a village on the edge of Triman from Tulgarian raiders from the east, bloodthirsty barbarians who sought to murder menfolk, have their way with the women and pillage any wealth from the village they could find. Standing shoulder to shoulder with twenty of his fellows, Castiel fought and bled from multiple wounds before the raiders turned tail, fleeing from a greater defense than they had planned to meet. Castiel himself had stumbled into the path of the leader of the small horde and met him in single combat. A drawn out combat left Castiel barely clinging to life but he had defeated the barbarian. After the battle the mercenary groups leader Hawk managed to scavenge some better armor and blade from the fallen warrior to fit Castiels burly frame.
Several more missions followed, some were combat filled; some simply to act as extra muscle and no action was required on the Silver Claws behalf. However, Castiel began to doubt the aim of the band of men he lived alongside. Many had little morality, others were downright devious. Even Hawk, a man whom Castiel respected for his skill at both combat and in leadership, had a drive for more and more wealth that Castiel found disturbing.
Castiels last assignment with the Silver Claw was a expedition into the heart of a dark forest where there were supposedly ruins that contained an item of great worth to the group. Or so Hawk said. What Castiel and his brothers did find were ruins but these ruins were inhabited by a being of dark and horrible power. Castiel could sense the evil emanating from the man but said nothing as Hawk met with him, inviting the man into the plush tent that Hawk inhabited while on the road. Several hours went by with naught to be heard from inside until a piercing shriek filled the forest. It was hawks voice and it continued to wail as the tent caught flame from the inside. The men of the Silver Claw battled the blaze as best they could but something stepped from the inferno carrying the burned body of Hawk with it on the end of a wicked spear.
Castiel was the first to charge the creature, his voice rising above the din of the fire and bustle of men, inspiring them to attack the creature. And attack they did.
And they were slaughtered where they stood.
Having never faced a foe such as this, Castiel fought with all his heart but it was not enough. The Silver Claw, once one of the best trained and fiercest of Mercenary groups fell to a man to the hideous demon that inhabited the ruins. Castiels mind was overtaken by the creature and it sent him fleeing into the forest. For miles he ran until he dropped, exhausted and alone. The young warrior attempted to return, to battle the beat and die alongside his fellows but all evidence of the creature was gone by the time he found his way back. It was as though the company had never existed. It was this day he swore to seek out unnatural beasts and send them back to the depths of hell.
Castiel has traveled ever since this time, seeking out horrors that common folk can't face on their own.
Castiels travels took him to many places and everywhere he went, he would seek out any knowledge of beasts most foul. He discovered that such beings were called demons or devils, that they were opposed by creatures called angels and that they were not of this world. He also became drawn to the teachings of Svarog. His adopted parents had taught him of the god but he had been a laxar learner, that is to say he paid as much attention as he needed to and little more. His interest was piqued by the ideals Svarog stood for, but did not retain much knowledge of the God himself. However, with the destruction of the Silver Claw he realised that many of the qualities that he held dear, were guidelines of Svarogs faith. Over the year since the death of his fellows he has dedicated himself to furthering Svarogs cause, retaining his major goal of ridding the human world of the evils that inhabited it and trusting in his gods strength to help him overcome these evils.
Curiously, Castiel came across writings of humans called Copper Knights. Several were named in the writings he read, one had the last name of Sami - which he noted was the same as the last name he had given his adopted family when they asked his name. He has not explored further into this coincidence but his assumption is that his ancestor could well have been one of these Copper Knights.