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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Paragon Badger" data-source="post: 364552" data-attributes="member: 6334">Here is the background information I wrote for Alcar. Fenrir, I think I touched on most of the things you listed with even meaning too <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":D" title="Big grin    :D"  data-smilie="8"data-shortname=":D" /> Backstory:    Alcar Briar was abandoned in the streets of Neverwinter at an early age. Never knowing his father or mother, he survived on the streets by his wits and his strength. He often stole food to fight back the hunger.    On one such occasion he ran afoul of a city guard veteran, named Oswald. Normally this would mean a quick trip to the city jail. But Oswald saw untapped potential in the youth. He offered to teach Alcar the skills of a city guard if he promised not to steal. Alcar quickly assented.    Strong for his age, Alcar quickly took to the arts of war. He knew what he life would be from that moment. He would, like his surrogate father, become a city guard. However, fate had other plans.    In the fall of his 16th year Alcar accompanied Oswald on a hunting trip to the forest. For several days the two lived off the land and hunted for their meals. Alcar proved quite adapt with the bow. He was also taken by the beauty of the forest. He felt an unseen tug in his mind, as if this is where he was meant to be. Oswald too could see the boy’s love of nature and suggested training under a ranger may suit Alcar better than city life. Alcar was overjoyed but those dreams were not to be. That night a disturbance was heard outside camp. When the two investigated they found a huge brown bear on a rampage.    That battle that ensued was quick and bloody. Alcar remembers little of the encounter, all was a blur of tooth, claw, and blood. Oswald was savaged by the beast and Alcar mortally wounded. Yet the sounds of battle were heard by Jocelyn, a cleric of Silvanus.    Jocelyn subdued the beast and healed Alcar, but was too late to save Oswald. Alcar healed over the next several weeks, but his soul was scarred. He felt a deep hatred of nature growing. However, Jocelyn would not let such beliefs control Alcar. She knew what Alcar only slightly felt. He had an innate connection to nature. He was meant to be a cleric of Silvanus.    As Alcar healed Jocelyn began to show him the beauty of nature. Alcar could not harden his heart against what he felt. Jocelyn taught him of Balance and natural order. He felt it to be true. When he looked about he could almost see the force of balance that flowed through all things. Jocelyn taught him the initiate’s secrets of Silvanus and he took quickly to them. Yet magic was beyond him, for he was held back by the hatred in his heart. Jocelyn told him freedom could only come if he held a Vigil and asked Silvanus himself for release.    Alcar anointed himself with the paste of crushed acorns, mistletoe, and rainwater. At the foot of a massive moos-covered tree he held his Vigil. During the Vigil, Silvanus gifted him with a vision. He saw the life of the bear that took Oswald’s life unfold before him. He witnessed a cleric of Malar infect the bear with a disease that turned the bear’s world into a red rage. Alcar saw the truth, a cleric of Malar was responsible for his surrogate father’s death.    Alcar left the next morning to hunt the cleric as a predator hunts prey. He knew the rage would leave him upon his success. He followed the Malarite’s trail of destruction and restored balance as he went. The twisted trees and animals were healed at his hands. Finally a day of judgment came. The cleric could run no further and battle ensued. The cleric of Malar fought like the beast he was. But no amount of savagery could overcome the force of Nature that guided Alcar’s blows. With the cleric’s defeat Alcar could take his vow to preserve the Great Balance of the Treefather. He then retuned to Jocelyn and learned all the ways of the Oak Father.Occupation: Defender of Balance, Wielder of a Really Big HammerPersonality: Alcar is a reflection of the balance he preserves. He prefers to stop and consider the whole picture before choosing a course of action. Yet, if the way is clear he can be quick and brutal. He hasn’t forgotten the jovial spirit of Oswald and enjoys a good joke. Most people find him unusually approachable for a cleric of Silvanus. However, there is no limit to Alcar’s wrath when he witnesses the mistreatment of Nature. He will use even “questionable” means to the end of protecting nature.Appearance: He is a man of medium stature with a solid build. He is stronger than he appears and is quite wiry. He has a tan complexion, from living in the wild, and shoulder length chestnut hair, that is often tied back. He has green eyes and a scar that runs down the left side of his face from temple to jaw.[Edit- formatting]</blockquote>

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