Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="mcnathan80" data-source="post: 4389819" data-attributes="member: 40529">Forgotten Dwarf Warlock (Infernal Pact)[sblock=History]Ardon Shieldbreaker grew up as most dwarves in Coopershold, listening to tales of honor and valor as his dwarven ancestors reclaimed Coopershold from the monstrosities that poured forth from the Borehole and displaced the dwarves for a year. Ask any dwarf and he will tell you how he is related to one of the heroes that fought back the horde of darkness and won Coopershold for the dwarves again. Ardon was always mesmerized by tales of his grandfather, Kurok Shieldbreaker. Kurok was credited for leading the initial charge back into Coopershold, and though he lost his life in that charge his heroism paved the way for the soldiers behind him to win a pivotal battle and establish a foothold in Cooperstown. Ardon wasn’t satisfied with merely listening to tales of glory of others, he dreamed of having others pen tales of his exploits and began to gather around him like-minded dwarves with visions of glory. They trained and fantasized of how it would be when the ventured into the Borehole and returned with trophies of dead abominations and magic from the underdark, they made a plan to venture into the underdark on the anniversary of the fall of Coopershold. That day approached sooner than Ardon and his friends anticipated. However, a dwarf is loath to break his word, and they would not betray their vow to exact vengeance on the denizens of the deep and claim their glory. On that day Ardon and his friends snuck into the borehole, they would not return. Shortly after entering the Borehole Ardon stumbled upon a scouting party of goblins, he and his team made short work of them but their fighting awakened a sinister spirit, an ancient devil that betrayed the gods millennia ago, Ardon didn’t stand a chance against such a malevolent force. Instantly his friends were incinerated, but Ardon was spared. The devil gave him a choice, “Serve me or suffer your friends’ fates.” Ardon immediately fell at the devil’s feet and promised undying loyalty and servitude. With those words Ardon sealed his fate, as the devil faded into mist it surged through Ardon, taking a piece of Ardon’s essence and leaving a fragment of itself behind.  Ardon awoke remembering little of what happened only that he felt different. The first thing he saw was his hands withered and grayed; rushing to the body of his fallen friend he saw his reflection in the scorched armor, his skin was withered and pockmarked, his eyes were pitch black and dotted with crimson pupils, “By Moradin’s beard” he exclaimed, but his normally strong voice was replaced by a harsh rasp. It was then Ardon remembered his oath to the devil, and unleashing a scream of rage, pain, and misery he shot a bolt of pure hatred out of his hands. A small voice whispered in the back of his mind “I have marked you as my servant, but I will not leave you defenseless. The power of the Nine Hells is at your disposal.” Ardon returned to Coopershold only to be seen as a monster, castigated for breaking the seal, blamed for the death of his companions, and shunned for the oath he swore to the devil. Ardon left Coopershold never to return. Over the years Ardon became forgotten to his family and the town of Coopershold, then he became forgotten to the world, finally he simply became Forgotten. Forgotten fled to the town of Helen’s Reach and now spends his time traveling the Middle Reach, both trying to escape his past and memories, and trying to find some way of absolving himself of the oath he swore in haste.[/sblock][sblock=Personality]Forgotten is scarred, both physically and mentally from his encounter with the devil in the Borehole. His broken body is a constant reminder of the oath he swore, and he hides it under heavy cloaks; as much for others as for himself. His voice always causes him to remember the moment in which he discovered he was damned and speaks rarely because of that. Forgotten struggles between embracing the years of isolation and wanting to bond with his traveling companions. Those he travels find him to be aloof and seemingly uncaring, but that is due to his fear of being rejected again, as by his family. His skills are useful, however, so most travelers tolerate him despite being unnerved by his appearance and mannerisms. The marks on his body are obvious, but it is the mark left on his mind that never lets Forgotten escape his oath. A small voice on the edge of his consciousness the voice of the devil that cursed him all those years ago, offering him knowledge of events unknown and promises of power, he wars against this presence trying to find ways to rid himself of it yet also relishing the power it bestows.[/sblock]<a href="http://reallifeconceptscoaching.com/Forgotten%20pdf.pdf" target="_blank">Character sheet</a></blockquote>

Verification