Post by karajix101 on Jan 18, 2012 23:41:06 GMT -5
Name: Saethe Spellsurge
Age: 20
Profession before the outbreak: Inquisitor
Height: 6'8
Weight: 230
Hair: Short, jet black
Eye color: Cold blue
Skin tone: Sun-kissed
Build: Muscular
Religion/Deity: Kelemvor. God of the dead
Life before the outbreak:
Prologue to the Eternal Order
Saethe, Paladin of Kelemvor
When just a boy, Saethe's family was ambushed by evil clerics who controlled undead, the servants of Velsharoon. They sacrificed his father and mother on an altar before his eyes, and forced him to witness the spectacle. They kept him alive, however, for the clerics needed a servant to tend to their personal needs and to wait upon them. For any misstep he would make, the clerics would be quick to punish him, scarring his flesh and soul.
During his slavery, he had found that these clerics did not let any corpse remain ‘unblessed’. This usually meant they were made into undead. Saethe would not forget that among the undead serving these priests walked the forms of his mother and father. He vowed to avenge them and return them to their proper rest.
He managed to escape from them a decade later, and because of the wilderness lore his father had taught him, had survived deep in the woods for a long time. He became to know the land and the other races, surviving through the help of others that generously gave their aid to him. He became friends with thieves guild members, as normal people shunned Saethe for his visage and odd mannerisms, both caused by years of slavery to evil clerics. Those same friends would set his feet upon the path of becoming an adventurer, and Saethe began his personal quest to end the existence of all undead and those that made them. He also became a follower of Kelemvor during his journey of undead eradication, and swore himself to His service.
It was priests of Kelemvor that sent him to the Isle of Siranda. Rumors of undead had been growing out of that odd place as of late, and Saethe would investigate the truth of them, while also destroying those undead he could.
The night was calm when he finally arrived on the Wind Spray and put his feet upon the lands of Siranda. It was a night to remember, for that calmness would not be felt again.
Description:
He always seems to be expecting a fight, with his hand never far away from his weapon, and his eyes always scanning the area. Always in the armor from his old order, the Eternal Order, Saethe is quite a sight to behold. Besides the fact he is as big as an ox and having a commanding aura, his body is covered in rippling muscles. The times he isn't wearing his armor, he has tattoos that look to be prayers to Kelemvor. Around his neck lies a silver chain, attached to it is a skeletal hand balancing two golden scales: The holy symbol of Kelemvor. Armed to the teeth, he is often seen with at least three weapons and a shield on his person, leading one to assume he is indeed a warrior. Not much of a talker as he usually morose, but the times he does, one will find he has a deep, baritone voice that travels clearly, but is not loud.
// Sorry it's so bad, I suck at writing bios. :\
