Campaign Trait: Shadow Child
A man kneels in a church, in front of an alter to Iomedae. A sword and shield lay out in front of him. As he stares at them, flashes of memory enters his mind. A young boy, him, being bullied every day, not being able to stand up for himself. A paladin of Iomedae showing up to save him from who he thought was his friends. The paladin becoming the boys mentor, showing him the man he should become and to stand up for what he believes. The paladin turning from Iomedae and slaughtering the clerics in the name of Angazhan. The boys tears and pain, as he wonders what the point of his life was, for the one he had looked up to turned from everything he had taught, and was now dead. Another man, a humble cleric, who showed him that life isn’t that easy, and that others make mistakes, believe other things, and that we cannot judge them. The boy swearing to never become that paladin, and taking up and becoming everything that paladin wasn’t.
That man focuses back on the present. He looks up at the statue of Iomedae. “I swear unto thee, that I will never betray thy trust. That I will always be loyal and fair, to meet out justice where justice is due, but to know that people have faults, and that I cannot hold that against them. This I do swear.”
He stands. He picks up his sword and sheathes it, picks up his kite shield and straps it to his arm. He turns to see the humble monk standing there, the man who showed him the truth of life. He opens his mouth to speak but his mentor stops him with a raised hand. His mentor speaks one simple word.
“Go.”
And he went.
Since his day of becoming a paladin, Ravishar found himself in the city of Westcrown. Rumors of evil that stalks the night was more than enough to get him to go there. He has since found that it was more than rumors. Ravishar finds no fear in the darkness, wading into it sword shining, banishing back those that would dare threaten the night.
