Hmm.. having a bit of a problem now. THe human paragon is pretty cool, but the caster loss is a real kick-in-the-nuts for a 6th lvl sorc. Hmm, ponder-ponder.
Allright, I got it!
Replace Sorc with Warlock.
Hows this: Human Paragon 3, Warlock 2, Blood Magus 1
Background:
Personal Journal
Entry 1
Evan Butler's my name. Killing Wizards - well, that's my game. Or at least, it will be one day. Who needs a book filled with ancient scrawls when there's REAL power flowing in my very veins? It was the Rakshasa - thats right, the tiger-demons themselves - that gave me this blood, straight from the gods themselves (Or so I like to think - Humour me.), but they can't control us. Underestimated the power, and now me and the others, we're out there, and we're gunning for them.
Entry 5
I've learned a lot since I've been at the camp. They're turning us into weapons to take out the Thayans. There's a raid tonight, I've been selected, I can barely contain my excitement. Time to kill some red-robed, hide-bound, no-talent hacks.
Entry 6
They say I was nearly dead when they found me. Can't say if it was the priests who brought me back or my own stubborn will. Don't much care. What matters is I survived.
Entry 9
Have you ever just stopped and looked at your blood? It's remarkable. The power of life and death contained right here in a single scarlet pinprick.
Entry 10
I'm heading back. I don't care what Jaresh says, I'm ready. I've learned more than he thinks, I've unlocked a power he and the others don't seem to understand. I'm not like them.. I'm going in.
Entry 12
Damit, they've found me! Maybe I should've listened to Jaresh, stayed at the camp.. But it's too late now, they'll be here any minute, and I'm exhausted from all the fighting the last few days. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. All I can hope for is that this journal is found by my brothers, along with my 'cane'. I can't allow either to fall into the Wizards hands.
Edit: almost forgot, Evan's "Cane" that he'll be looking for when he gets out is an Adamantine, Mage-bane Mace.