New List of adventurers
Jon J: Wurm - Human, Cleric
Sal T: Rasa - Elf, Swordsage
Sal D.: Randy - Human, Dragon Shaman
Greg: Varis Daenar - 1/2 Elf, Rogue
Paul: MoPuck Granger - Beholder, Wizard
Austin: Fyorn Bughenswart - 1/2 Elf, Wizard
Eddie: Mordilane Solgloom - Human, Bard
Wurm:
ReplyDeleteMy parents named me Orin and I grew up in Diamond Bed City. My father was a miner for his majesty and my mother was a baker, famous for he minced meat pies. When I was a child, I would help my mother around the kitchen, but my favorite task was exterminating the rodents. We would trap em and wack em. Then we would bury them in the garden. Sometimes, I would dig them up and study their changes as they rot away. As I got older, I worked in the mines with my father. After a long day, he would drink himself into a frenzy and beat us. Needless to say, I lived a violent youth. One day, over 2 years ago, a demon invasion of Diamond Bed City put the city into chaos. The Demons were slaying the clergy of all the gods, and preying on the masses. One of demons slayed my mother and transformed her into a zombie. Then my drunken father was slain by my zombie mother. I was forever changed from that day. The deaths gave me a rebirth, and my new calling rushed me into arms of Noir, God of Death. These deaths saved my mother, giving her justice for my father's behaviors and also awakened my true calling. I am now a priest of death looking to unlock all of Noir's mysteries. I hope I can earn Noir's blessings and move deeper into the truths of life and death, and Undeath!
I am a simple elf. I work and practice at my dojo in diamondbed city. Looking for some adventure.
ReplyDeleteVaris: The one redeeming value of growing up in any place where people are found wanting is their ability to blend into their decrepit backdrop and go unnoticed. When that anonymity is taken away, one seems to be exposed to another level of unique insult. Like a fair peasant girl being forced into whoredom or a pair of strong hands worked to the bone, as a young man, I was noticed and sought out to be used as a toy by those of a station who think of such behavior as a birthright. Lady, lord, and any whose coin purse outweighed their hearts would find amusement in making me a pawn in their deceits; from their trysts to trickery, always promising the world, but leaving me with a blunt reminder that I would never belong. One only has to be chased down back alleys by some jealous fool or framed for a crime so many times before he learned enough of human nature to play the game for himself.
ReplyDeleteYears of listening have given me an education. Taught me manners. The wit and beauty that attracted their attention, will now be the distraction as I unravel their illusion of superiority. I can talk and walk like them. And amongst them, I shall prey on them.
Red dragons. That's all i knew growing up. I was raised by my parents in a red dragon cult. They revered red dragons as gods. Garbage rammed down my throat until my parents fell from an unfortunate accident. I gained more clarity and understanding on my own. Red dragons are simply a means to an end in my own quest for power. I look forward to unlocking their secrets.
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