The Paladin King slumped into his knees in the mud, his Holy Avenger dipping in his slack hand, almost forgotten in his grief. Around him his knights in silver battled across the muddy fields outside the monk's pyramid, the fresh rain and hundreds of churning feet turning the normally green hills into a muddy massacre of earth and split blood.
He lifted his head to witness his court mage Vanderghast engulf his daughters pearl armored warriors in flames atop the monastic pyramid of the Celestial Way.
"How could this have happened?" The Paladin King murmured aloud. His own daughter, the Princess Sarifel, had betrayed him, their country, and the paladin code, and for what? Had one of the dark artifacts the monks kept sealed from the world of light called to her? Corrupted her mind? How had she turned the entirety of the Order of the Pearl Chalice?
His golden armor rent, bleeding from a dozen serious wounds King Luther Brightmantle's eyes lowered to see the skull masked assassin standing causally before him, lazily preparing to finish him. He knew who she was; the Princess' deadly adopted bodyguard.
"Why have you done this? Why has she done this?" The King implored, his heart broken.
The assassin approached him and placed her deadly blade lightly against his throat.
"The Princess has desires that cannot be fulfilled by the likes of this peaceable kingdom." She leaned in close, her skull mask inches from the King's glazed eyes. "And certainly not under the yoke of her hidebound father."
She drew the blade gently across his throat, slitting it and spilling his life's blood across the ground.
There was a terrible impact in the sky as the King's ancient gold dragon ally was rammed by a great wyrm red and tumbled down to crash mightily against the Pyramids side.
The assassin stood calmly and cleaned her blade.
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Princess Sarifel read the scroll with eyes wide with hunger and wonder, her eyes devouring every last forbidden word and impossible insight. The dank cells of the monastic pyramid's underbelly bothered her not at all, though dark wonders and horrors alike were buried within.
She had come for the scroll and only the scroll, her full lips curling in a smile as she gathered insights unknown for thousands of years. She tossed her long blonde hair out of her clear blue eyes one last time as she finished, then held the ancient scroll in a torch's flame, determined that only she would learn the power of the scroll in this modern age.
As the last bit of the scroll disintegrated and it's latent power vanished forever the Princess's heavily armored Half Orc companion shot her a questioning look.
"Yes." The Princess informed him, brushing a blonde lock playfully out of her face. "Now the fun begins!"
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Hello all, long time lurker Gaeva here, inviting you to join me for a short, hopefully sweet, romp through a wild adventure.
Character Creation:
System D&D 3.5 core rules set
Characters A level 15 core race character with 200,000 gp worth of magic items and treasure, chosen by you.
The following stat array, placed where you see fit: 18,15,14,13,12,10
HP Max at first level, low average after.
The world is a generic fantasy world with the core D&D cosmology and gods + the forgotten realms gods, any type of roleplay and fantasy backstory welcome and can be made to fit if they are cool.