EVANDUR RAULSON!!! Male Human Paladin
[sblock] The visions have not left.
As a young man growing up in Cormyr, stories of valiant heroes were his bread and butter. Not nobly born, becomming a Purple knight of Cormyr would never be possible without divine intervention, but that certainly didn't keep a young farmboy from dreaming.
He was twelve when the visions began. They were small at first, guiding him to stop local bullies from picking on his friends just by putting him in the right place at the right time. The visions guided him to exercise and seek training from whomever he could in combat. Daily, he made worship to the unknown enitity giving the visions. On his 18th birthday, it was revealed to him that he was a chosen of Lathander, the morninglord. After confirmation from a priest in a nearby town, he was anointed a paladin and sent to train with the knights of Cormyr.
His parents were very proud.
Upon his graduation, he believed he was ready. His visions, growing stronger over years, began to show him a terror of fur and fang moving about by darkness underneath the light of a strange moon, terrorizing those who came across it's path. After traveling for months, he came upon the answer: a werewolf, terrorizing local citizens. He knew this was his destiny. He joined up with some other travelers, mercenaries, who claimed he would be their healer. Clearly they were unaware of the true power and purpose of a Paladin, but he did not care. He would achieve his destiny and likely convert his new comrades in the process.
His parents would have been proud.
They stalked the beast for three nights. Upon the third night, a confrontation came that him the chance to achieve his destiny and show the others what the power of a God can do. The beast met his challenge and a fight was had. The beast met his challenge and in the end, it was not the beast who lay on the ground, bleeding his last. As his comrades took flight from the fight which had quickly turned downhill, the final thing he heard from his companies leader was an offhanded remark about the uselessness of a dead do gooder.
He awoke some time later, no idea how time had past. The journey to his god's realm was far darker than he had imagined, filled with visions of the fanged beast laughing at him, mocking him, and strangely ebony skinned elves healing his wounds through poultices as they dragged him into the darkness. Impossible, he rememebered thinking. Dark Elves would never heal, they can only destroy. Everyone knew that. He awoke in that darkness. A cage of some sort. Unwashed, wounds stitched together efficiently, if not for comfort. The after life was uncomfortable, dark, and painful and he was alone. This delusion was of course shattered when his captors came to check on his status. Strong, handsome, and fallen they called him. Abandoned, they said. He did not speak their language but they knew words in his own. These words meant little to the word they use most often: slave. They laughed at his denials, mocked his screams of anger and pain, and reprimanded him brutally when he attempted to resist. He attempted resistance often. He held out unbroken for a long time.
His parents would have been proud, had they known he was alive.
He is broken now. He feels he is. He knows not what Lathander had in store for him, as the vision of the fanged beast continues to laugh. To destroy. Mocking him, the strange moon ever hanging overhead. The visions plague him when he sleeps, and the drow punish him when he wakes. His life is now series of pain with no end in sight. He will be sold soon, he assumes. A broken shell of a man, once a farmhand, once a paladin, but never a knight. Forever a slave.
The visions have not left.
Evendur Raulson
Human Paladin 1
Background: Soldier (Cavalry)
Str 16 (+3)
Dex 10 (+0)
Con 14 (+2)
Int 8 (-1)
Wis 12 (+1 or +3 Saves)
Cha 14 (+2 or +4 Saves)
HP 12 (1d10+2)
AC 10 (18 Fully Armored Chainmail and Shield)
Prof Bonus +2
Init +0
Speed: 40 Ft
Proficiencies
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Weapons: Simple, Martial
Armor: Light, Medium, Heavy, and Shields
Saves: Wisdom and Charisma
Race
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Human
-+1 Str and +1 Con
-Feat (Mobility)
Paladin
-Lay On Hands (5hp per day)
-Divine Sense (3/Day)
Skills
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Athletics +5
Intimidation +4
Medicine +3
Perception +3
Persuasion +4
Languages
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Common, Elven
Equipment
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Money: 10gp
Weapons
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Longsword +5 Attack 1d8+3 slashing damage (1d10+3 damage Two Handed)
Javelin +5 Attack 1d6+3 piercing damage (Range 30/120)
Armor
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Chainmail, Shield
Others
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5 Javelins, Explorer’s Pack, cracked Holy Symbol of Lathander, Cavalry Insignia, werewolf fang, from the first encounter with the beast, on a necklace), deck of cards, belt pouch, and common clothes
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