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Description and History
I grew up in the City of Luskan. My father
was a succesful scrimshaw merchant and my mother was an apprentice
to a necromancer in the Hosttower. She was easily influenced by
her master (as no proper mage should be). That wizards hated my
father for his good fortune over his merchant friends. His envy
grew and when I was 12, he had my father assassinated. Two years
passed by and I had much sadness in my heart for both my father
and mother.
Unfortunatly my father had a strong will. So strong, in fact, that
he came back as a revenant and killed his wife while she slept.
As I saw him shamble into the house, a rotting corpse with only
blood thirst and revenge on his mind, I lost my nerve and silently
watched as he ripped my mother to shreds in her own room. I could
have called to her and woke her... but I was afraid. I WAS A COWARD!
I vowed, as he fell down as a lifless hunk of flesh on the floor,
that I would never let this fate be layed on another soul as long
as I could do something to help.
I left home that night with what provisions I could find and left
for Waterdeep to the most reknowned Temple of Tyr, to train as a
Paladin of that most Just of gods. I trained for many years, and
then went into the world practicing my skills in battle against
all things undead. And so I have lived with Holy Vengeance and great
sorrow balanced in my heart. Peace for the dead is all I seek....
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