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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Velmont" data-source="post: 4600074" data-attributes="member: 13739">[Note: All names of location can be changed as DM see fit]Calvin Yew is the son of Irina Yew, an halfling maid working at the kitchen of the Castle Redstone. Redstone is over ten days of riding from the capitals. This plain live from the culture of wheat, the sockbreeding of cows and the quarry of red granite, who has given the name to this barony. This last ressource has given a fair level of wealth, but as also attracted some bandits and highwaymen. The castle of Redstone have a squad of knights to assure the security of the barony. It is among those brave warriors that Calvin have been raised.When he was kid, he was spying over the knight who were training, and he was sneaking in the stable to look at those huge horses which can carry a knight in full armor. He was dreaming that when he would become tall, he would be one of them. That dream stick to his head, and he never saw the flaw in it. Being an halfing, he would never have the size nor the strength to become a knight.Among the knigths was the young Milton. He quickly like the spirit of Calvin and even if the captain Samuel didn't like to see teh young hafling around, Milton was showing him a few tricks, like how to take care of a horse, how to maintain the equipment. He even happen to practice in sword figthing with him, using small wooden sword.His mother always have tried to push away Calvin's dream, but she was doing it gently, fearing to harm the heart of his kid. But the one who broke his heart was his big and mean sister, Ella. She was working with her mother, and she always hate to see her young brother wandering around the knights as she had to work with her mother in the kitchen. The day she broke his dream, he go into hiding into the chapel.That chapel was build at the honor of Heironeous. The decoration was painting and tapestry of brave deeds made by ancestors of the baron of Redstone or the King. Two beautiful but worn longsword was crossed over the altar, two swords who had changed the history of the region. In two small alcoves, there was two smaller altars, one dedicated to Pelor, and the other dedicated to Yondalla.  The young halfling was crying in a corner, praying for Heironeous to grant his wish, but the god stayed silent. He stayed there for an unkown time, but when Everett entered, it was dark. Calvin had heard Everett was able to heal by simply touching a wound, this gift granted by Heironeous, but the young halfing never had seen it, as he was using it only on the knights who was protecting the region. The young cleric gave a prayer to his god Heironeous before hearing Calvin sobbing in his corner.The young man walk near him, and sit on the bench near him. He was looking at the two sword, leaving the young halfling in his back."Why are you crying?" asks EverettCalvin remained silent a long time. He finally decide to answer, seeing the cleric wouldn't leave him. "I will never be a knight.""You are an halfling. An heavy warhorse is too big for your kin. The longsword is a burden and the heavy plate are too bulky. You will never be like Milton, that's sure. But hold to your dream, if you are faithful to it, they will come to you. But it might not take the shape you had in mind."Everett left him alone, where Calvin cried for a few more hours before falling asleep in the chapel. As he awoke, he found a small ear of wheat at his feat. Not sure of why it was there, he just left it on the ground and he left the chapel.Three years after that event, Calvin was on his way to the village. It was very late in fall. There was no more crops in the field and it was covered with a soft bed of snow. For the last two years, he was a runner for the castle, delivering message to people. He had to summon George, a mason so he could do minor fix to the castle before the winter would strike hard the region. As he was running in the snow, he trip over an hidden root. He falled head first into the snow. As he removed the snow in his face, he spot an ear of wheat next to him. Before he could wonder what it was doing there, he heard a shout for help. Calvin quickly stood up and run toward the noise. He found a young woman who was cowering before two large men. One man was holding a long sharp knife. The bandits look at the young halfling."Watch over the girl, I'll take care of that youngling." told the bandit with the knife. He then told Calvin. "You'll regret to have walk out of your home today." Frozen with fear for a moment, Calvin came back to his sense just before the man strike. Calvin rolled on the ground and then grabbed tthe utility knife he had on him. Compare to the hunting knife of the bandit, his was small and puny. The bandit laugh as he saw that before trusting again at Calvin. Calvin remembered what Milton had taught him and use the sword trick he knew. His small knife was not as good as a a sword could be, but the bandit had no technic, so he was successfully avoiding to get hit. He saw he had no chance to strike at the bandit without taking a hit himself, who had a better reach. So he grabbed some snow and threw it at the bandits eye. Blinded a short moment, the bandit didn't saw the blow coming, and Calvin stabbed the bandit in the weapon's arm. The snow around the bandits started to become red and the bandit was in pain. Calvin stayed on the defensive and stared at the second man who had been watching all that. The coward decide to flew and left his wounded friend there. Calvin quickly walk to the girl. "Come, no need to stay here."The days after, the word had spread around the castle about the deed of Calvin. Milton was congratulating him, telling he was a knight just like him, he got a few good words from other people, but not from the captain Samuel, and things quickly return to normal. A month after these event, Calvin  was standing in the chapel. He stayed in front of the altar. Everett was there, cleaning the chapel."Why your god doesn't want me?" asked Calvin to the cleric."You have more valor then half the knight here. You have proven it. But you are blind. Your dreams are there in front of you, but you need to open your eyes to grab them." told Everett."What do you mean?" wondered Calvin. Everett smiled, and without a word, left the chapel, and left Calvin alone. Calvin stared a moment at the crossed sword. Sad to be rejected by the god, he sigh and his look falled to his feet, his eyes blinded by tears. Through the blurry vision, he saw a golden dot. He wiped his eyes and saw at his feet an ear of wheat. He grabbed it and stared a moment at the wheat. He remembered to have seen it in the snow before he had rescued the girl. He wondered a moment why it was there at that moment, and why it was there now again. He looked around and his eyes stop on the altar of Yondalla, goddess of fertility. He walked to the altar and put the wheat on it. He felt a warm sensation into his heart. His sadness disappeared and was replace by a conviction. It is then he understood. His dream was at hand, but had taken another shape. Yondalla was also the Protector. She had heard him a few years back, and she was offering his dream, if he was ready to work for it. He would become a knigth, an holy knight.[Calvin would be a halfling paladin. I want him to go as a mounted warrior, riding a riding dog as his mount. Probably he would start on foot and will need to earn and find his mount.]</blockquote>

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