A disfigured man, in the days of the Duke of Strif's Regency he was robbed and left for dead in the gutters of the Duchy capital, his face viciously sliced by a rapier blade, his body broken. He was rescued by pious monks, who found him within an inch of his life and carried him outside the capital city, to the rural Monastery of La Sainte Baume.
During long months of recovery, sheltered by the Monks he slowly stitched his face, strengthened his broken bones.
His body healed, but not his memory: the man wouldn't even remember his name. He had, however, maintained all his faculties of reasoning and sharp wits, that he applied to try reconstruct that terrible attack. It could not simply have been a robbery. It reeked of vengeance, or of a symbolic act of intimidation for all to see.
His face slowly healed into a horrific patchwork of scars and lumpy tissue. The mysterious invalid thus gained the nickname of
'Sans Visage' (Without a Face) from the villagers who lived near the Monastery. He made himself useful around Monastery and Village as soon as he was strong enough to work. He was of course ostracised by some of the villagers, some of whom took pleasure in tormenting and pranking him with cruel japes and physical harassment.
It was around that time that Sans Visage discovered, to his great surprise, that he could handle a rapier with great ability, like a second nature. Well, in absence of a rapier, he discovered this using wooden sticks. Who was he, had he been a swordsman, a soldier or duelist, in his previous life?
One day, a small Company of the Gold Coats, the Musketeers of the Queen, happened to see him defend himself from hostile villagers. Despite being greatly outnumbered, the disfigured fighter used a simple stick and his half-remembered fencing techniques to turn the fight to his advantage, throwing adversaries off balance, exploiting every weakness in his opponents, and poking them with painful hits until the aggressors were bruised, bleeding and toothless. They eventually retreated.
The Officer in command of the Company immediately saw the potential for a new recruit to train for the Musketeers. This strange man without a face showed promise... And in these dire times of funding cuts and overstretched resources, beggars were not choosers, and any abled man showing a disposition for the military prerequisites was worth a try.
Sans Visage left the Monastery with the Company of Musketeers and was taken to the Royal Barracks for assessment and training. He took to the training with great ease, excelling in the fencing arts and quickly raising in rank and expertise over his peers, until being nominated a fully-fledged Musketeer, after a solemn oath of allegiance to Queen Isbel and to his fellow Gold Coats.
When asked by what name he would like to be known among the Gold Coats, he simply replied:
"Sans Visage. That's who I am, now."
He would still have a low rank within the Gold Coats, and would have some sort of Obligation to the Monks of La Sainte Baume, his rescuers, and of course appropriate Hindrances for his ghastly countenance.
It would be fun to see if memories and details slowly emerged from his previous life (leaving them blank for the GM to play with!)