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Post by Purple Puppy » Fri Jan 16, 2009 11:26 am

Aisling (ASH-ling) Durden

The daughter of a butler and a barmaid, 'Ash' grew up in an environment of both extremes, from the forcefully mannered noble classes in the government district to the rough, and often violent, tavern folk in the slums.

Aisling had little interest in taking a career where, like her parents, she would be in the service of others. This left few career choices, as she hadn't the skill or training to run a shop of any sort, and after her father's death she was forced to steal in order to survive. Aisling took to the lifestyle comfortably and traveled to some few places along the Swordcoast, working as a mercenary (thus ending in the service of others regardless of earlier plans).

She recently finished working as a bodyguard for a young noble and was on her way back to Amn in the hopes of joining the Thieves Guild. Things, however, did not go according to plan...

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Post by Klasa » Sat Jan 17, 2009 1:21 am

Xion Sin'thral

The firstborn son of a family of Elven Wizards, Xion was of course expected to follow in his family's footsteps and become a wizard. Luckily for him, he found that he rather liked the study and usage of the Arcane Arts, and he also found that he was gifted in it's use... So long as he did exactly as his various tomes said.

Unfortunately that wasn't true most of the time though, and Xion would often find himself making his own little modifications to spells. At first his parents encouraged it, since his changes usually didn't do much, and sometimes were even useful. However, when one of his modified spells accidentally turned half the town into squirrels, his parents decided that something had to be done. And so he was sent off to study in a Wizard's academy, one which was known for it's no expulsion policy.

Life at the academy wasn't so bad, and he had actually grown to like it there during his first month. However, when he accidentally blew up half of the academy building and set over one third of the wizards there on fire, including the headmaster, with a modified fireball spell, the head teachers decided that something had to be done. So since they couldn't expel him, they decided to go with the next best thing. He was graduated from the academy right on the following day, though they couldn't give him a certificate because it had been burned in the little accident he caused, they said.

And so he left the academy back towards the closest city, bumping into a lone traveler on the road. "Hey, watch where you're going next time, alright?" Xion mouthed off at the man after they bumped into each other, content with being a little rude since he figured they'd never meet again.....

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Post by BoboUnderhill » Fri Jan 23, 2009 1:02 pm

Milo Torrowfire, Cleric of Yondalla

Milo had a typical halfling childhood. He grew up in a full home, brimming with people he didn't know but were evidently family friends. He had at least five siblings, one of which wasn't even a halfling, and remembered all of them huddling around the fire place, listening to tales of their parent's adventures. Aside from a pair of adventuring parents, things were all normal for good old Milo. He was a middle child. He didn't stand out in experience and deeds like his older siblings, and nor did he excel in cute youthfulness. This didn't bother him though, he was simply happy to have a family that loved him.

As time grew on, his father's whiskers began to grey and the children began to grow up. While some took to the road of adventure (whether through war like their father or trickery like their mother) others found work as artisans and craftsmen. Except Milo. When his siblings turned to mortal lives, Milo turned toward the Gods. After granting him an excellent childhood, he felt the desire to repay the Protector and Provider. Book in one hand and holy symbol in the other, Milo left his childhood home with his parent's blessings.

The road was dangerous, though, littered with foes great and small. Milo skirted around the greater foes and engaged the smaller ones. During his journeys, he would routinely stop in cities, villages and towns healing the sick and bestoying blessings upon his brethren. With every good deed done, he felt more joy and warmth fill his large heart and his faith rewarded. He was quite a powerful cleric eventually, and not just by his blessings, either. He had inherited his father's large, powerful frame which served his mace-arm well when he was forced into combat. No matter how much divine power flowed through him, though, he was always humble, speaking his goddess's name with reverence and deep respect.

As the months passed, he turned his eyes toward home, eager to sit down with his family and share his tales around the fire place. It would only be a short trip back there. Or so he thought.

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Post by Gulfwulf » Fri Jan 23, 2009 9:36 pm

Brennan Cor

Brennan grew up in the cloistered confins of Candle Keep with his foster father Gorrian. He spent hours each day pouring over the many books contained in the vast library there, reading about far away lands and people. He was especially drawn to the adventures some had: battleing evil and bring justice to the world. He gave his service to that of the God Lathandar and became an undead hunter, eagerly anticpating the day he could leave the camp and do battle with such monstrosities as vampires, liches and other undead. Little did he know that his time of leaving would come so soon.

As he approached young adulthood, his father and he left Candlekeep under great urgency. Gorrien would not tell Brennan why they left under the cover of night, only that is was imperative that they leave quickly. Less than a mile from the keep, they were ambushed by a dark figure and his henchmen. They ordered Gorien to hand over his ward, but when he refused, they cut him down. Brennan was able to slip away from the battle at Gorien's urging, yet he still witnessed the falling of his father. He swore to avenge his father's death and find who his mysterious assailant was. In that quest, he was joined by Imoen, another foster child of Gorien and his dearest friend. Together they explored the lands of the Sword Coast, joined by other adventurers, and slowly unravelled the mystery behind the iron shortage. They exposed a plan by the Iron Throne to weaken the iron coming from the mine of Ahm to take over the trade themselves. Eventually, Brennan faced the figure that cut down his father: Sarevok, a child of the god of destruction, Bhaal. He found out that he himself was also a child of Bhaal, created by the dead God during the times of troubles so that he may rise again. Brennan slew Sarevok and, along with his new found friends, set on a journey of self discovery - hoping to erase the taint of his heritage by destroying the creatures of the night.

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Post by Purple Puppy » Mon Jan 26, 2009 8:37 am

Aisling was a little unsure of the other prisoners but the the dire circumstances made her willing to work with them if it meant escape. She was careful to share out any loot she found, as it was vital that the other prisoners also stay healthy and have access to good equipment.

They all seemed to be highly capable warriors. The Halfling healer was quick to tend to wounds and the Elven kensai fought with such elegance and precision that Ash was confident they'd all be able to escape the strange prison alive. She also found the Elven mage to be interesting, he was extremely powerful and could do things she'd never seen another mage do, but she felt the need, as did the others, to keep her distance whenever he was casting as he seemed very unpredictable and almost careless with his magic. But the one that worried her was the knight that their captor had called a child of Bhaal. This man, in the very short time she'd known him, seemed to draw a great attention to himself and the group, and the Djinns all seemed to recognize him.

Ash had always been one for hiding in the shadows when in enemy territory, carefully getting in or out, and laying traps when necessary. But caution was beginning to feel impossible with this strange man who seemed so easily recognized. Were it not for his apparent heritage, and the unwanted attention he drew, she would have enjoyed traveling with him. He was both attractive and honest, and a capable leader and warrior thus far. But all the same his presence made her uneasy.

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Post by Gulfwulf » Mon Jan 26, 2009 5:33 pm

Brennan stood over the body of the doppleganger - something about it didn't seem right to him and his instincts proved correct. He wondered about the mage who kept him and his friends here, performing experiements on him and Imoen. The same mage who seemed to have a fascination with an Elven woman, going so far as to try to create clones of her and held a special room for her.

He looked at his new companions as they struggled to escape the dungeon: a halfling cleric devoted to his God and quick with the healing; a young woman who seemed to be comfortable in the shadows, though her prowess with the blade was not to be discarded; an Elven warrior shunning all armor and creating a dance of death whenever he fought - though Brennan wished he would stay closer to the party when he did for protection, while the Elf dealt massive damage to his enemies, he had no protection against that done to him; and the strangest of all, an Elven mage of no little ability, but who seemed to have difficulties controlling those abilities. Brennan made a mental note to stay away from the mage whenever he cast - he had enough burn marks to last him for awhile. He shook his head and pushed the corpse back into the glass cell and closed the door. He turned to the others and with a grim face, spoke: "Come my friends, we are not out of this dungeon yet but I feel that the exit may be near."

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Post by BoboUnderhill » Fri Jan 30, 2009 11:32 pm

Looking back on his parents's great tales of adventure, Milo couldn't really remember much mention of the cleric squeezing between bad guys to bring relief to a heavily injured comrade. Then again, this hardly matched anything his parents had told him. In their stories, there had been no mention of a child of Bhaal (and a paladin to boot), nor could he remember mention of them waking up in a cage. At least they were nearly out of this hellhole. What would happen then? Would he continue on home?

With one exception, these people were just weird. The paladin needed no explanation on his bizarre predicament. However, there was also a swordsman with them, but not in the same sense that his father had been. This one, while effective, wore no armor. Milo could just imagine the hard laugh his parents would have when he told them that one, and even harder when he'd tell of the traps the daring swordsman had blundered right into. Then, of course, there was the mage His parents had traveled with a mage, sure, but this mage's magic had a tendency of screwing up, causing harm or discomfort to all around him. Milo made a note to not stand close to the mage when it was casting spells, lest he visit the Provider a bit early.

Aisling was the exception and arguably the most comforting one of the group. That was mostly because she reminded him of his mother, though.

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Post by Klasa » Sat Jan 31, 2009 1:02 am

Well, this certainly wasn't going as Xion expected, though in this case, that might have been good. Their escape had been progressing much better then he had expected, and no one had even been badly injured, mostly thanks to their cleric Milo. What luck a cleric had been captured as well, and Xion would have to remember to ask him more about his Goddess Yondella. Then there was their elven warrior... one who rushed into combat without any armor on at all, not even a shield, just a lone blade. How very odd.

There was also the female human Aisling, one skilled in roguish talents it seemed. She was alright by his accounts, but then there was the other human... The one who claimed to be the son of the dead God of Murder, Bhaal. Did no one else see the irony in that? While the others might have begun to believe his story, Xion was not yet ready to believe such a tall tale. First things first, to find him a cleric once they escape...

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