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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Voda Vosa" data-source="post: 4567690" data-attributes="member: 51271">[sblock=Zuia the Bumblebee][code]Race: HumanAbility scoresStr 14Dex 17(+2)Con 14Int 13Wis 14Cha 08AC: 17 (+1 1/2 level +3 dex +3 class wearing no armor)DefensesFor: 17 (+1 1/2 level +2 con +1 class +1 race +1 item)Ref: 18 (+1 1/2 level +3 dex +1 class +1 race  +1 item)Will: 18 (+1 1/2 level +2 wis +2 class +1 race  +1 item)HP: 41 Bloodied: 21 Healing surge value: 10Healing surges: 8Initiative: +8 (+3 dex +4 feat +1 1/2 level)Senses:Perception:18 insight:18Speed:6Languages:Common, dwarvenAlignment: lawful goodPatron Deity: ErathisRacial features: Human defense bonusExtra featExtra trained skillExtra at will powerClass features:Monastic Battle focus [Hunter's quarry](additional 1d6 to selected target)ToughnessSkills (trained):Insight +8Acrobatics +9Stealth +9Perception +8Endurance +8Athletics +8Feats: Action surge; Human perseverance; Improved initiative                          prof.   Ab.  TotalBasic Attack: Unarmed strike (1d8)   +3      +2    +5Sling (1d6)            +2      +3    +5Powers (3/1/1/0)At-will powers: Careful attackNimble striketwin strikeEncounter Powers: Evasive Strike Daily Powers: Sudden Strike Equipment:Delver's cloth armor (Magic item of level 3) (Grants +1 ac and +2 (daily) bonus to saving throw.) Bracers of Mighty striking (Magic item level 2) (Grants +2 damage bonus to melee basic attacks.)Amulet of protection (360gp) (Grants 61 bonus to defenses)Sling      (1gp)Bulets 30 (1gp)Standard adventurers kit 15 gpTent 10 gpJourneybread 50 gpMoney: 93 gp[/code][/sblock]Background:The rocky mountains of Shell, a far away realm, reclused in the fortress-like geographical features of the Great Mountains, in the North of the continet. Here, in the fortified city of Amenem, a child named Zuia was growing up in the grounds of the Spirit monks’ monastery. Since he was able to walk, he received the knowledge of how to commune with the spirits, and how to meditate, to bring the world to the great light, a path followed by the most honourable warriors. The training was hard, and the trials even harder for the young boy, but he overcame them with time. Yu Men, the eldest master of the monastery, saw something strange in Zuia, the day of his last trial. Something dangerous. The old man approached the student and the other masters, who were already congratulating him; he raised his staff in the air to hit the stone floor, making a ‘knock’ sound. Immediately, the lower rank masters stop what they were saying, and respectfully bowed before their master.  Zuia bowed too.“You have journey many years to be present here today, young man. You’ve proven yourself worthy a thousand times, and you passed the trials, not with easy, but with perseverance. For that I congratulate you.” The elder man said, looking at Zuai’s eyes. He suddenly turns, and starts walking in front of the other masters. “But you all have failed, Masters of the Monastic order of the Stone Palm.” The masters looked at each other, surprised by their master comment. “You have failed to see something that could have caused sorrow and disgrace in our nation, something that could have been used to widen the inexorable darkness that storms our door every day.” The elder turns again to Zuia, and from his spot, Yu Men pointed at him with his staff. “He has the seed of darkness in his heart.”Zuia saw his world crumbling in pieces. Why the elder was putting that accusation on him, he didn’t do anything wrong, nor showed disrespect in any moment of the ceremony. The master next to him took a step back, and all of them looked Zuia with no trust in their glances. They spoke to each other, quickly and in a low tone, too low for Zuia to hear. He remained there, standing alone, under the judging eyes of the masters, and the other students that were watching the final trial. The elder didn’t spoke another word; he remained there, and looked him with eyes made of piercing ice.The masters finished their deliberations and one of them whispered the conclusion to the elder’s ear. He nodded in approval. “Zuia, we have failed you I’m afraid. As the Great Master Yu Men pointed out, we were to involved with you, emotionally, to see what was growing inside you. You are almost my son and their son too.” The other masters nodded in silence, with watery eyes. “We are terribly sorry Zuia, but we must exile you.”Zuia was wordless, his heart pumped strong in his chest, he felt his throat tight like if he was been strangulated. “…Why?...” he managed to say, his voice trembling. “You must understand. I…” the master was beginning to explain, when the elder interrupted him. “It was your fate to bear with the burden of the seed of darkness; it is not something neither you nor us choose. The monastery masters usually detect the seed in the early stages of training, and the pupil is sent back to his family. But you came to us too early in your life, and they get used to the feel of the seed. But it’s the first time I see you student, and I see the seed in your heart.” Yu Men explained.“But is there anything you can do to help me?” demanded the desperate Zuia“No. You must help yourself. Now you know the dire predicament you could bring to us, if your knowledge of the Path of Light was shared with a dark one; our doom would be certain. Now you must begin a second journey, to the far lands; away from this place. Learn what you can, meet as many people as you can and help them all. Spread the Light, until the moment when the Dark seed blossoms. In that moment, you’ll face you second trial. I overcame it, and here you have me.” With these last puzzling words, the elder walked away, not replying the questions of Zuia. After that no one spoke to him. He begged to his masters for answers, but they were completely silent although the tears rolled through their faces. Without a single “Good bye” Zuia abandoned the land that saw him for the first time, and in which he grew up, and learned all what he knows. That land that made him who he was, now casts him away. The young monk wandered the mountains for weeks before reaching more comfortable trails to journey. Travelling ease the troubles of the mind, Zuia discovered and soon developed some taste for walking long distances. He found problems in his path, some of them demanded wits, some of them patience, others demanded brawl. But he was prepared for all of them, and overcame trouble after trouble. He visited many cities, and surprised to see the way of living other humans have outside his mountain town. His adventures in the wild, or solving problems for the locals, payed his meals, and that was all he wanted; but he made a personal fortune in valuable items from the spoils of combats, and the generosity of the wealthy men, that were gifted in the spirit and in the finances areas. His travels took him to a distant city where he met some strange arrange of adventurers, who were going to explore the ancient tomb of long dead man of great power and knowledge. In search for that knowledge, which could be used in his second trial, Zuian decided to venture with those brave men into the Crypt of Ozynrich.<img src="http://www.sagaofseven.com/blog/images/shaolin/shaolin_sm.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></blockquote>

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