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Message: <blockquote data-quote="sandman" data-source="post: 240100" data-attributes="member: 5592">Gideon Xol grew up in the center of Faerun's wizard culture, Halruaa.  The young sandy haired boy was an orphan took in by a powerful war wizard by the name of Zamok.  For years the wizard kept the boy as a servant. In this time Gideon grew strong and quick both in body and mind.  He would sneak into Zamok's lectures to his apprentices.  At night he would quietly move to the dungeons to study "borrowed" spell books and mimic the wizards gestures in peace.  It was on such a night that Gideon met a most unexpected ally.Gideon sat against the wall of his favorite empty dungeon cell with his spell book flopped open on his lap.  He finally mastered the first three cantrips: Dancing lights, Daze, and his favorite Magehand.  Suddenly, the hairs on his neck started to raise and Gideon had the suspicion he was being watched.  "I've always enjoyed watching you youngling." The words appeared in his mind but in a voice not his own. Gideon was terrified but his curiosity got the best of him and his fear melted away.  "Who are you?", he whispered out loud.  Images came to him. Slowly at first then faster and with sound.  It seemed he was in another place with another body at another time.  He was one of the Githzerai and he knew what that was but he didn't know why he knew. Gideon's identity slipped away. His name became Phantasmek and he is in Halruaa searching for a mind flayer. The people here don't trust him.  They believe that the way of magic is the only path to walk and they attack him for his practice of psionics. After a long battle the wizards defeat Phantasmek.  Zamok orders the Githzerai's legs broken and has him imprisoned in the dungeons beneath his stronghold. Years passed like seconds until a young sandy haired boy entered his cell with an oversized spell book. Then all things that were melted and there was darkness.Gideon opened his eyes to the sight of the crippled Githzerai who had watched him study all these years.  He felt sorry for the creature and a sudden dislike for Zamok.  He soon got assigned the duty of feeding the prisoners and was able to smuggle good healthy food into the psionic warrior.Gideon wanted nothing to do with Halruaa any longer.  The day he met Phantasmek was the last time the boy ever touched a spell book but Gideon continued to sneak into the dungeon to visit his new friend and soon-to-be mentor.  Over the next few years Phantasmek taught Gideon about life in Faerun as well as how to defend himself, physically and mentally. Gideon constantly tried to talk his mentor into trying to escape from the stronghold but Phantasmek wasn't much of a warrior anymore and the time he spent teaching his young apprentice brought him happiness.On his eighteenth birthday Gideon managed to manifest a tangible blade of pure psionic force much to the surprise of his Githzerai mentor.  Phantasmek knew he could teach the young man no longer and that his own time on this plane was short.  He pulled a small chest out of thin air and presented it to his pupil.  "Whats this?", Gideon asked.  "It's your graduation present, youngling.", replied the master.Gideon opened the box to reveal a beautiful silver ring.  He looked up to thank his master but Phantasmek was gone.  The young psionic warrior gathered his belongings and left the castle just as his mentor would have wished.Three years later he had become one of the most feared bounty hunters in the land.  Dubbed 'the Sandman' by those he hunted, Gideon's record spoke for itself.  There seemed no place he couldn't get into and no opponent he could not capture.  He often took jobs to bring down wizards who abused their power rendering his services without charge.  It was one such wizard who managed to get a jump on the seasoned adventurer but that is a story for another time.<img src="http://spacefortress.com/gideon.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></blockquote>

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