Campaign of the Month: November 2011
Avatar: Conquest of the Imperial Order
Tsing Tao of the Pink Staff
Tsing Tao is a broad-shouldered man, standing slightly below average height. The nearly-constant grin on his face belays his good nature, but the bands of muscle that ripple whenever he moves reveal that he is not one who maintains many enemies. He is as quick to kill his foes as he is to defend someone who maybe doesn’t deserve to die just yet. Before long, even the casual observer notices the multitude of scars from long years of flinging himself into absurd situations and coming out alive (barely). His fierce feelings regarding enemies are a reflection of the fierce loyalty he has to friends. An insult to him is a dick move; an insult to his group is a death wish. A red cape fashioned from the bedsheet of an Imperial Nation sailor conceals most of his bulky upper body, and dusty brown pants cover his legs. His black hair is getting long, as is his unkempt beard.
Tsing Tao was raised as a poor child in a shitty neighborhood of Gaoling City. His mother was a failed owner of a chinese restaurant and his father was a member of a traveling troupe of actors. He learned from a very young age from the older bullies of the ‘hood how to hit hard and dodge fast. At a young age, a friend of his was killed in a fight with another child with whom he’d had a disagreement. He locked himself in his room and destroyed his meager possessions with punches and kicks. One day, a knock came to his door. Still in his fit of rage, young Tsing Tao mustered his strength and punched though the door. Through the hole he heard clapping and an elderly man’s voice laugh; “you’ve already passed the first test.” Thus began his long and happy tutelage with Lu Kan the Kind. This pairing ended shortly after his second-place performance in the Mixed Bending tournament in which he met his future friends. His Master had met with financial trouble, and had wagered his complete sum of gold on Tsing Tao’s victory. Soon, when Lu Kan’s small abode was reclaimed and his things taken to pay his debts, the two were forced to live on the streets. Even in such a position, the master never stopped smiling and joking with his pupil. “Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.” When Tsing Tao was caught stealing a rice ball, Lu Kan defended his student. The vendor took the issue to blows, and in his old, malnurished state, the master was stricken down. Tao, in his anger, promised to kill the winner of the tournament to avenge his poverty, and the vendor to avenge his death. “No,” he said. “Let the cook live his life. As for the tournament, maybe you should find them and learn their ways. They can clearly teach you things I cannot; I doubt they’ve been killed by the hand of a rice chef.” He laughed weakly. “There is no revenge so complete as forgiveness.” So Lu Kan the Kind died in the gutter, and so Tsing Tao began the search that ended in Gaipan Village being attacked by earthbender troops of Ba Sing Se.