Heroes of the Past

[Sohala]

Entombed, enshrined, or lost in the ages, the heroes of old shaped the course of history more than anyone will ever know.


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The unsung heroes:

Valar Shadowfist - Cyre - Mountain Spiritfolk - Storm Giant Bloodline - Warblade 1/Erudite 1 - LordBlades
Darayat Mimeos - Berland - Feytouched - Djinni Bloodline - Factotum 1/Artificer 1 - Bozwevial
Kargos Hammerstar - Aundair - Dwarf - Storm Giant Bloodline - Crusader 1/Focused Transmuter 1 - McPoyo

[Bozwevial]

Darayat Mimeos is surrounded by maroons.

Factotum 1/Artificer 5//Gadgeteer Genius 6.

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Darayat's father enrolled his young son in a Cannith-sponsored academy after an examination of their highly-convoluted family genealogy and a thorough physical examination revealed that the boy had inherited genie blood as well as that of his half-fey mother. Unfortunately, Darayat had difficulty adhering to the rigid procedures the Cannith artificers demanded and often took shortcuts or made "experimental adjustments" which, he insisted, worked better than the originals. Even so, he might have scraped by with a passing mark had it not been for the prank he had attempted as a senior student, which he swore only went poorly as a result of a minor manifest zone experiencing a power surge. Despite the calculations he produced to that effect, the fact remained that the academy was now floating a foot off the ground, and Darayat was both expelled with little ceremony and blacklisted with House Cannith.

The artificer opened up a small shop nonetheless and eked out a modest profit, most of which went back home to shut his disappointed father up. When his store was claimed by the kingdom in preparation for war, Darayat's insistent protests led an increasingly annoyed recruiter to press-gang him into service. His anger at this was quickly mollified when he realized that this was a perfect opportunity to practice his trade and make a small profit without worrying about workplace safety regulations.

[LordBlades]

Valar Shadowfist representing Cyre and speaking in green

planned progression:

Warblade 3/Erudite 6/ Sanctified Mind 3

Bloodline is Storm Giant

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Valar Shadowfist was born in a small spiritfolk village high in the Seawall mountains. Here, far away from civilization and the turmoil of the world the days were all the same. Every few years, bands of young goblinoid warriors seeking to prove themselves would descend into the foothills, plunder the surrounding countryside then return home.  Few mounts after, the army of Galifar would advance through the mountain passes, seek out and punish a few goblin villages, execute a few chieftains and the return home to the garrisons. The spiritfolk, safe in their inaccessible refuges ignored these things because, as elders said, it was not their war.

As Valar grew into a capable hunter and warrior, he soon began to accompany the trading groups that would head for the human settlements to sell the meat and hides of mountain animals in exchange for weapons, tools, and other necessities.  And here he got to see the horror of the hobgoblin raids up close. Burned villages, murdered men&women, and all only because some young fools wanted to carry home a couple of war stories. He pleaded with his village elders to get involved, even if only by sending word to the humans when the goblinoid warbands assembled but in vain. It was not their war.

Feeling that he could no longer sit idle, Valar decided to leave his village and help the humans as well as he could by himself.

For a while he ran his own semi-official militia group, but he ended up merging it with the army of Galifar during the last years of king Jarot’s paranoia, when all military forces were being strengthened.

At some point during his militia days he captured a goblin farseer who was travelling with one of the raiding parties. He couldn’t bring himself to kill him, but he couldn’t let him go free either. So he decided to keep him prisoner for a while at least.  The old goblin claimed ‘he had come there because they were meant to meet’. In the following months he taught Valar about the powers of the mind and how to master them, until one day he just disappeared. Nobody saw him leave, and he left no tracks. All that he left behind was a strange stone, that, when Valar took it, felt strangely alive (this stone became his Psicrystal).

In the following years, Valar continued his service in the army of Galifar, proving a smart and dependable soldier, although sometimes prone to ‘liberal interpretation’ of orders.