DarkMaster
First Post
Nym has been walking for so long, going from village to village, surviving on the gold he made has an adventurer in his previous life. He remember about 5 years ago, with his four compagnion, what he went through all the the excitement he felt when he saved that small village he can't even remember the name from their evil wizard.
The joy of coming back and be seen as a hero. Never in his life he had been so much recognises. He always was a shy children mentally and physically gifted but unable to affirm himself and his idea. Always staying behind in the shadow letting the other get the rewards of his effort. But when he started adventuring things changed a little some people started to recognises his good work. It's true that Brandor the holy warrior was getting most of the it, but he was still getting some recognition and that was enough for him. Especially when that recognission came from that beautiful human lady. Unused to getting attention from women he gratefully accepted to mary her a few days after meeting her.
What a mistake. His adventuring life was put to an halt. He started working for his father in law, in a boring vegetable business. He was carrying boxes of vegetable around. With each day passing he was slowly dying. But at least one good thing came out of this mistake, actually two. His two sons.
He accepted this life to be with them. With two young children you can't go outhere and adventure without missing something. He resigned, but there was still that fire burning inside, looking for adventure and glory. He decided to take the time that his fast and dangerous life never allowed him to complete, his magical study.
Everynight he studied arcane magic with a local mage learning to master what he always called the "art".
But his lack of enthusiasm quickly reflected on his personal life, which lead to the end of his already shaky marriage. The only thing that was holding it togheter was his two son. But the human decided to abandon him, taking his two sons to a mysterious location. As a human she didn't have the patience he had and couldn't continue to "waste" her time like she was saying. She said that she already lost 3 years of her life, but what is 3 years for an elf.
Anyhow he came back home one night last month after finishing his magical lesson and she was gone with the two boys. (Matred 4 and Lucas 2) He crashed on the ground for a day completly demoralised. Nobody in his in-law was telling him anything about where they left.
Edit: The only one left was his cat, is faithfull cat. Togheter seeing that there was no hope to get anything from his in law and that he wasn't welcome anymore in this place he decided to do like he usually do when face by strong opposition he left without saying a word. Completly dissapearing in the night.
The idea of not being with his son is now hurting him. Like if someone struck his heart with a dagger. He has now been wandering from the suburb of Waterdeep to this place. He doesn't even know where he his, he doesn't care either all he wants is to escape his reality.
Like he has been doing for the last month, he enters another village as incognito as possible using techniques he learned as an adventurer. He will continue to spend his loot on food and lodging. Again he will come and go without anybody really noticing him. An art he develop throught the year, ligthning usually hit the tallest tree first so I might as well stay as low as possible.
He enters the village walking along the walls using his cloack to be as less visible as possible, he heads towards the Inn with the smiles of his boys in his head not caring about anything else.
As the shaved head elf enters the room nobody really pays attention to him, He just looks like your other elven traveller. His four dagger hidden in the back of his belt he looks unarmed and really not dangerous. He heads towards the counter, not looking directly at anybody and trying to be noticed as little as possible.
The joy of coming back and be seen as a hero. Never in his life he had been so much recognises. He always was a shy children mentally and physically gifted but unable to affirm himself and his idea. Always staying behind in the shadow letting the other get the rewards of his effort. But when he started adventuring things changed a little some people started to recognises his good work. It's true that Brandor the holy warrior was getting most of the it, but he was still getting some recognition and that was enough for him. Especially when that recognission came from that beautiful human lady. Unused to getting attention from women he gratefully accepted to mary her a few days after meeting her.
What a mistake. His adventuring life was put to an halt. He started working for his father in law, in a boring vegetable business. He was carrying boxes of vegetable around. With each day passing he was slowly dying. But at least one good thing came out of this mistake, actually two. His two sons.
He accepted this life to be with them. With two young children you can't go outhere and adventure without missing something. He resigned, but there was still that fire burning inside, looking for adventure and glory. He decided to take the time that his fast and dangerous life never allowed him to complete, his magical study.
Everynight he studied arcane magic with a local mage learning to master what he always called the "art".
But his lack of enthusiasm quickly reflected on his personal life, which lead to the end of his already shaky marriage. The only thing that was holding it togheter was his two son. But the human decided to abandon him, taking his two sons to a mysterious location. As a human she didn't have the patience he had and couldn't continue to "waste" her time like she was saying. She said that she already lost 3 years of her life, but what is 3 years for an elf.
Anyhow he came back home one night last month after finishing his magical lesson and she was gone with the two boys. (Matred 4 and Lucas 2) He crashed on the ground for a day completly demoralised. Nobody in his in-law was telling him anything about where they left.
Edit: The only one left was his cat, is faithfull cat. Togheter seeing that there was no hope to get anything from his in law and that he wasn't welcome anymore in this place he decided to do like he usually do when face by strong opposition he left without saying a word. Completly dissapearing in the night.
The idea of not being with his son is now hurting him. Like if someone struck his heart with a dagger. He has now been wandering from the suburb of Waterdeep to this place. He doesn't even know where he his, he doesn't care either all he wants is to escape his reality.
Like he has been doing for the last month, he enters another village as incognito as possible using techniques he learned as an adventurer. He will continue to spend his loot on food and lodging. Again he will come and go without anybody really noticing him. An art he develop throught the year, ligthning usually hit the tallest tree first so I might as well stay as low as possible.
He enters the village walking along the walls using his cloack to be as less visible as possible, he heads towards the Inn with the smiles of his boys in his head not caring about anything else.
As the shaved head elf enters the room nobody really pays attention to him, He just looks like your other elven traveller. His four dagger hidden in the back of his belt he looks unarmed and really not dangerous. He heads towards the counter, not looking directly at anybody and trying to be noticed as little as possible.
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