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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Yenrak" data-source="post: 7548550" data-attributes="member: 6888829">Here's background for the cleric character, an elf named Landon.[ATTACH]104097[/ATTACH]Luskan. Why did you ever come to Luskan? A few years ago you were an up-and-coming cleric in Waterdeep, the City of Splendors and the Crown of the North. You were close to the high priest of Corellon, Del Silvermoon one of the most reknowned elves of the city. You assisted in the weekly worship and even ran annual retreat to the High Forest. Your best friend was Valindar, a human wizard studying under Gader Ringsberg Hurth, an elderly but highly respected member of the magical community. Everyone said he was someone with a big future in Waterdeep. The two of you hobnobbed with the lesser nobility and got invited to the best feasts in the city. While you liked the kindly Hurth, you definitely disliked his other apprentice, Iarno Albrek. He struck you as dangerously ambitious. He appeared to regard others as tools to use for his own ends. Worse yet, he was a bad influence on Valindar, who seemed blind to his fellow apprentice’s faults. It was a good life. A comfortable life. A life that many in Faerun would have wished to lead. Yet it struck you as shallow. The pompous nobles were hollow men. You felt a calling to serve Corellon by seeking out wayward elves in difficult circumstances. Elves whose faith was tested by trying times. So you left Waterdeep. You wandered up and down the Sword Coast before settling in the pirate city of Luskan. Although it is known as The City of Sails, that name is much too glamorous for the dirty old town run by brigands and Vikings. It is a most unelven place—which is why you thought it would be the perfect place to bring the faith of Corellon to wayward elves. That was two years ago. Your ministry has not quite been the success you had hoped for. Most elves in Luskan seem all too happy with the ways of the Ships and not interested in the teachings of Corellon. They have lost their way and show little interest in the maps that could guide them back to elvish bliss. Yet while they lack enthusiasm for religion they are constantly in need of aid. You have become something of an advocate for Luskan’s elves, especially the more wretched and criminal elves of the city. You intervene when they run afoul of the Ships, defend them when wrongly accused, and attempt to mediate when conflicts arise. It’s not what you had imagined but it is holy service for Corellon. And, surprisingly, it recently won you something of a congregation. You were called upon early one morning by Zingales Rye, an impoverished high elf who you had met a few times in the rougher parts of the city. She told you that all of her friends—a gang of elves and one half-elf—had been arrested after running a fixed card game on some particularly wealthy pirates. Bail had been set at a price Zingales could not afford. She asked for your assistance and even promised to pray daily to Corellon. So you bailed them out of jail on the condition that they attend daily services to Corellon, obtain honest work, and reject their past as thieves, cheats, and con-artists. And that is how you found your first congregation. In addition to ZIngales, there is the sorcerer Goldina, the rogues Walker and Arche, and the warrior Sabrina. Their friend Silver, a halfling cleric, even attends your sermons, telling you that halfing gods are not jealous of elven gods. They find them funny. While the worship has gone well, the work has not. You’ve struggled to find them honest work in Luskan and they’ve struggled to keep the jobs you’ve found for them. You refuse to give up hope but sometimes you wonder if the gods meant for some people to live dishonest lives. Certainly, honesty seems to come along with poverty for Zinglaes, Goldina, Walker, Arche, Sabrina, and Silver. A few weeks ago, however, you received a missive from your old friend Valindar. He was coming to Luskan on his way to Icewind Dale. That cold, wild territory had been haunting your dreams for months. Now you recognized it as a sign from the gods. Valindar said he needed guards for a caravan he was leading to the Ten Towns—just the sort of honest work that might suit the Troublesome Six. So you have gone to the Cutlass, the divey inn where the Troublesome Six have been staying, on the night before Valindar’s arrival. If you can only manage to keep them out of trouble until the morning, you are sure you can convince Valindar to hire the elven crew to protect his caravan. Corellon works in mysterious ways.</blockquote>

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