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Kazalin pitborn tiefling/cleric of Iomedea/touched by divinity/ divine mythic path/bully background:
Kazalin grew up a different life than the others in Chelix. He was different, even from the other Tieflings in his small home town. His entire life he was bullied, by peers and his mother. He grew up on the streets without his father. The only thing he could find comfort in was his dreams. Dreams of a Chelix lady clad in beautiful armor. She always seemed to be waiting for him, waiting for him to do something. He tryed to find out what it was but he never could, so for years they watched each other in his dreams.
One day he and his mother left their small town and moved to another one for reasons unknown to Kazalin. While he was exploring this knew town he came across a beautiful building, and on the door, the same symbol that the lady in her dreams had on her shield. The woman he dreamt of must be inside this building! He ran to the steps and threw open the door! The inside of the building has even grander than the outside! The tapestries, the symbols, the armor on display! For a moment he forgot all about the woman, as he took in the sight of this place. "You cannot be here! We don't want your kind in this place!" The voice broke Kazalin out of his trance. He saw a robbed man coming toward him. "Didn't you hear me? We don;t want your kind here! You are a disgrace!" The man pushed Kazalin out of the door, back into the street. "No! I must enter this place! You must accept me! It is to Beautiful of a place to disallow anyone entrance!" Kazalin shouted at the man. "What must I do to gain entrance to this place?" "Simple," replied the man, "Rid yourself of your demonic taint and bring me the head of your mother!" And with that the man was gone, sealing the doors behind him. Kazalin ran as fast as his feet could take him. I must enter that place! I must make them accept me! Soon he found himself at the local market, and at this market he found himself an unattended knife. Kazalin snatched the knife up and bolted into the ally. Slowly he lowered his pants...his tail would be the first to go. A muffled scream escape Kazalin's lips. He looked around quickly, but no one had heard. Good. He wasn't finished. He redressed himself and raised his knife toward his head. Marrow and blood poured down his face his he sliced both of his horns down into stubs. He staggered back to where he had found the knife and replaced it. Those who saw him did not interfere with the bloody tiefling. He headed home, determined to enter the temple. He found his old sword, the only thing he had left from his father, and waiting. He waited until his mother came home. No sooner had she closed did Kazalin slice off her head. Placing it in a bag he rushed back to the temple and marched in. "You again! What did ! te....' he say the blood covering Kazalin. "What did you do?! What is that!?" he screamed, pointing at the bag. Kazalin smiled and held the bag up, "The head of my mother." That was over two decades ago. He is now a fully fledged cleric of Iomedea. His time in her temple reveled to him who she was, and she now spoke to him in his dreams. He realized that she had been waiting for him to join her church before communicating with him, and reveled that she had a huge quest for him to under take when he had been properly trained for it. She also spoke to the priests at the temple in their dreams, telling them to train the tiefling. After his time training and learning from the clerics and paladins in Chelix it was time for his quest. Iomedea appeared to him in a dream and told him to travel to Kenebres. Join the Mendev Crusades. the backstory looks nicer on my character sheet, as the speech is bolded
gratz to everyone who made it!
posted 11 minutes ago
You didn't miss a beat
...Can't believe i said ya'll......anyone got a great axe? Just take my head off now
Fingers crossed for ya'll
Yay i have a lot of sit around time in the evenings, so posting at least once a day will be no problem.
The more Hierophants the merrier! I just updated Kazalin's feats. Dumped weapon focus and tok combat casting. Don't know what i was thinking playing a front line cleric without combat casting!
Sorry, Kazalin, I'm statting up my Dwarf Crusader Cleric of Torag / Hierophant please do, it would not be to fun to get in by default
thats why i grabbed it :). None else take it its mine
Oh, anyone want to share back story? Previously met, traveled together, cousins, lovers, rivals, beer buddies? iff we both get picked id be fine with working each other into our backgrounds
Okay Kazalin is done. I haven't selected his prepared spells but he hasn't prepared any ATM so its all good. Everything else should be in order. Let me know if anything isnt
This would be Schiffer's character. I don't have my background written yet (i have it in my head though) so that spoiler will be blank. I got church stuff to help with tonight, and will fill in the background spoiler when i get home. I'm also not sure what domains to take, so i'm waiting to decide. Will be taking 20 levels of cleric and playing the divine mythic path
same here. Better luck next time to those who didn't make it, and have fun to those who did!
Kazalin nods at Goron, "Alright then," Turning back to the barkeep, "So, about my drink...." He goes on about how crusaders are men, and how men drink ale.
Kazalin leans over to the closest Patron and asks, "What's happening with the teifling and Kimroth? Should we intervene?"
A teenager walks into the Tavern and heads straight for the bar. Talking to the barkeep he says, "Signed up to become an actual crusader. So, is that 'Grown up' enough to get me a drink" He give a smile and a wink to the barkeep.
Here Is Kazalin. A rogue with a past of lose, his friends, family, and father (yay he's part of his family too but he lost him at a different time). The only thing that keeps him going is trying to redeem his father's name and find who this mystery woman, who saved him from the worldwound, is. I think i followed the creation rules, just let me know if anything is out of place.
Kazalin rushes forward, slicing at the lady with both blades.
i think we should get a new guy to replace andrew's character if hes not going to ever post....
Kazxalin uses message to speak to Ule Uleoraque:
"Ule are you okay? Can your protect youself? The person responsible is getting away!"
jacob:
do we know who this lady is or who the man that ran away with the chest is?
Kazalin shoots up from his table! and begins to go for his swords!
Kazalin looks up form his current game at the sound of the outlanders roar. While he is distracted the man next to him is able to cheat, and Kazalin loses his stakes (referring to the natural one I rolled).
Kazalin winks at Ule and sits down at another game to gamble, setting 10 gold tokens on the table [dice=gamble check]1d20
Kazalin winks at Ule and sits down at another game to gamble, setting 10 gold tokens on the table
andrew and jacob:
Kazalin sits down and begin gambling with the help of Ule
"Lets get started, before we fall too far behind"
Jay:There is a PrC that is for elves and half-elves that involves hunting crow. you should consider go for it. if your interested ill print out the pages and get them to you
"Your strange yourself"
"Anything to win Sauls attention"
"You'll have to explain this job offer to me after the tournament is over. For now let us gamble" Kazalin leads Uleoraque away from the sucubii. "How do we do it?"
".....the devil may find it harder to take my soul than he thinks" Kazalin pats his weapons
"I need to get Sauls attention, s othat he'll hire me here. If you can help me with that I'll do what i can to help you win this tournament. I'll still expect some pay though. 30-70?. As far as my soul goes........."
Kazalin decides to start out small and bet only 1 silver.
"very well Ule." Kazalin looks up at the imp. "Is that a real devil up there? I knew I shouldn't have sold my soul over....." Kazalin looks pale for a moment, but then quickly regains his self. "Well I guess I have to win it back. Good luck Ule. .......May Desna smile on your fortune." Kazalin seems hesitant with his blessing, but he shakes Ules hand and begins to gamble.
"Thank you for your assistance back there" Kazalin extends a hand toward the mage. "I am Kazalin
Kazalin signs.
Kazalin throws up his hands, "Very well I'll sign, but I'll make sure that Saul hears about this when I next see him!"
sense motive check=12:
It is obvious that Kazalin is in some sort of personal distress
Picking up on what the Magician is up too, Kazalin begins to play along, "That's right. I'm a friend of Sauls, he asked me to attended today, unfortunately I lost the invitation."
"yes....yes it is." I've been trying to figure it out for sometime now but to no avail. Do you know anything about it?" Kazalin responds to the magician. In response to the paper we are too sign, Kazalin doesn't even finish reading, "is there perhaps a different contract I may sign? One that doesn't sell my soul to a devil?"
Anca is a priestess of Desna and my characters lover. but well see over the next few posts how that plays out with her leaving me.
andrew.....leave jay alone his stats are fine. also, only talk in character while posting in the gameplay thread or it will get bogged down with out of character talk. trusts me, it sucks. alex at the bottom of the posting thing it says post as "name" use the alias jacob created for your character. You can change the name of the alias by clicking on the "my account" link on the top right of the screen. go to the third box on the left side and click edit. you can change the name and give yourself a picture. also don't forget about your characters background. and one last note, the dinosaurs arnt extinct....
At first Kazalin is in dismay from the news Anca told him. But he quickly pulls himself together. When do you leave? I have already dedicated myself to the Golden Goblin tomorrow. Perhaps, though, in Magnimar I will be find the life I want for us, where no one knows of my life as a mercenary. But you must at least allow me to participate in the tournament tomorrow. When do you leave? Kazalin waits for Anca's answer. Very well. Pray to your goddess, that I get or don't get this job, but I wont have the fact that I am not fully awake tomorrow cause me to lose out on this chance." He kisses Anca. "Wish me luck tomorrow darling" On his way back home he again blows a kiss to Anca from the ground, where she is still watching the stars. Jacob: im assuming that Anca is trained in sense motive and has 16 wisdom so her bonus to sense motive is +7
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