Character Creation

Ok this is kinda the backstory I'm working with. Told first person as I so like to do. Please forgive any spelling or grammatical errors.

"My sister Kasya and I were the daughters of a guard captain and my mother, a bard whose wanderlust swept her away from us when we were very little. My father raised us alone and we were inseparable, but alike only in blood, for Kasya longed always to be a fair maiden, married to nobility. I on the other hand was drawn to swords and armor and wished to follow in my father's footsteps. He allowed me to train, but local law forbade me from joining the constabulary as long as he was the captain. My sister would eventually follow in my mother's footsteps and found her talent as a singer and performer, and as her fame grew she drew the attention of the Duke Lucas Brandiston.

Naturally Kasya was taken with him, but I found something about the man vile. He had a way of always getting what he wanted that was unsettling to me, and this was not helped by the fact that he was also very secretive - they met only at night. His thirst for women was know to many, yet Kasya was blinded by her affections. Her affections were hers to give to whomever she chose, this I knew, but I suffered to sit by and watch her be used as a common whore, by a pompous womanizer. I expressed my concerns to my father who was also in agreement and it was then that he lead an investigation into Lucas Brandiston's many romantic forays, many of which seemed to have ended in the disappearances of his lovers.

On the night that Kasya vanished from inner Andor with the Duke in his carriage, my father arranged to lead a search party into the suburbs to Luca's mansion. He forbade me from coming, but his demands were futile. I donned my armor and warhammer and set off with a group of twenty men including my father. We chased Luca's carriage into the night with torches held high, and at the gates of his mansion, an unspeakable darkness greeted us. An unearthly fog hug in the air, and I can not tell you exactly the nature of our attacker, but twenty of the most skilled constables were killed in mere minutes. Up until that night I had never experienced evil the way I had experienced it standing before Duke Brandiston's mansion, nor had I ever experienced such a purity of spirit, for something saved me that night, something protected me. Perhaps the soul of my slain father....a light descended upon me and what ever demonic assailants that had killed my father and his comrades, were kept at bay. I am no coward, but a voice whispered to me to retreat that night and I was spared, and that voice has been whispering to me ever since - to regroup and prepare for a greater war ahead. I feel it now in my blood.....that this is it....that Luca Brandiston is but part of a greater evil. One that can not remain unpunished.....for the death of my father and the perversion of my sister....and for all those that suffered before them. I will not rest until justice is served."