Westlaws 2.0 - The Devouring
Tiefling Paladin of Larani
== Created Using Wizards of the Coast D&D Character Builder ==
Brommik – ‘Red’, level 6
Occupation – Military (+2 to Athletics)
FINAL ABILITY SCORES
STR 19, CON 12, DEX 8, INT 13, WIS 10, CHA 16
AC: 24 Fort: 21 Ref: 20 Will: 20
HP: 62 Surges: 11 Surge Value: 15
Athletics +10, Diplomacy +11, Endurance +5, Intimidate +11, Religion +9
Acrobatics –2, Arcana +4, Bluff +8, Dungeoneering +3, Heal +3, History +4, Insight +3, Nature +3, Perception +3, Stealth +0, Streetwise +6, Thievery –2
Level 1: Student of Battle
Level 2: Toughness
Level 4: Linguist
Level 6: Mounted Combat
Heavy Shield x1
Holy Symbol x1
Magic Longsword +1 x1
Potion of Healing
Scroll of Enchant Magic Item
Drow House Insignia +3 x1
Magic Plate Armor +1 x1
== End ==
Brommik, son of the famed paladin Whiteblade, and a succubus known as the Lady Nenshen Foxglove, he was unaware of the tragedy of his past until recently. His father slew his false lover and then himself, rather than accept his dark love for a child of the Abyss.
Raised among the good-hearted, if stern knights of the Sword of Avakiel, a fighting-order of Larani, he rose to become a strong champion of justice over tyranny and earned his spurs in the Westlaws chapter in Cragrapid Keep. Serving with the Misfits as they track down the source of the vermin that infests the lands below this border town, he searches for greater purpose, and a hope to place his parent’s failings behind him, and grow to be a better soul.
In addition to his place as a knight of the Goddess of civilization, justice and guardianship, Brommik has a vested interest in the region, as his girlfriend, the young Passarra Elventree serves the local Thane as a storm-sorceress, and is best known for her skills in diplomacy, often travelling in the company of the realm’s herald, Ketta Evermask.
Destined for a life of conflict.
A man of two worlds who some don’t even consider a man. Born of an infernal mother and a pious father, I owe my life to the servants of Larani. Yet their actions have been born of shame and duty to my long dead father. My mother’s taint flows through my veins and I both fear and embrace it. It is a source of power that I channel towards my training in service to the Order of the Sword of Avarkiel.
And it is here in these Westlaws that the Laranians have stationed me for my training. Out of sight, out of mind at this Cragrapid tower, I suppose. A temple to Larani carved from a filthy goblin nest in a dangerous land. These Westlaws hold an energy, a dangerous aura emanates from them that draws me here. It’s a land with many mysteries and an abundance of strange creatures, both kind and dangerous. As my training draws to an end I will explore these lands, meet its inhabitants and defeat its foes making my way in this world.