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werehare
NWN2 Multiplayer/Gamespy Login Name: werehare a bLight of Heaven and salt plz
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Character Name: Phvker
Race: Drow
Class: Sorcerer / None / None / None
Alignment: Choatic Neutral
Deity: Shar and Lloth
Age: 108
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Description:
Some drow who is what he is from mind to mind.
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History:
What Phvker remembers about his past is very vague and yet still so detailed at the same time. His way of thinking is 'flexibly chaotic' and therefore adapts reality(his) according to how he sees fit. His memories are as folllows and are accurate yet there are things that are amiss that his Goddesses should correct later or sooner for his sake and for the sake of balance that all deities understand... perhaps it was nothing or is nothing as far as he is concerned.
Phvker's past is nothing extraordinary, but some commoners and slaves might think so. He was born from Menzoberranzan's slum's seamstress who had several affairs with a traveling noble from Sshamath(supposedly) who had business with the high houses of the city. Apparently, his father had connections with the infamous Illithid of the nearby regions and had access to various types of psionic relics and knowledge. He was said to have benefitted the fallen O'blodra House greatly in the past. He had some heavily chastised infatuation with the seamstress for some reason or primal feeling or another. Not much else is known about the bastard Phvker's parents who's father was never heard of again after his birth along with the death of his mother and two twin brothers. Immediately he was deemed a slave at a local tavern and brothel after being considered for sacrifice as his eyes did not generate heat indicating that he could not see in the dark.
Phvker's toddler ages can hardly be estimated for they didn't seem to last long at the tavern in the City of Spider's peasant district. It is said that a small male had become angry at the abuse of an older female friend of his. His tantrum was merely a disturbance at first and his annoyance was dismissed by the local patrons of the place. Later on, his friend was killed for disobedience at the hand of his slave master. A few patrons left soon after for the raging slave toddler had created quite the disturbance. Rumors said that his words were atrocious and fazed the beliefs of everyone around especially for his young age. The surrounding area became a graveyard or sacrificial altar for Lloth that night. Everyone was dead. No destruction, just death. Everyone except Phvker.
Sorcere had custody of Phvker for the next few decades of his life. At first he was studied and experimented on. Details are long and tiresome, but it is certain that the adepts and wizards there wanted something that the young drow knew or had unintentionally. Nothing surfaced after a few years except for the fact that Phvker had some affinity for magic. When the subject was brought up to a council they suggested that he be schooled as a wizard and watched in case he was some special case, but it was doubted. He was just a 'lucky to be alive' slave who happened to be in the right place at the right time.
As the years passed and Phvker became more learned in the ways of the drow it became obvious that he was no prodigy of a wizard. He was lazy and never studied like the other students, but managed to bullshit his way through tests and classes. He spent most of his time at bars and his allies were the local bards who's tales and songs were influenced by Phvker's wandering mind. Phvker was also seen many times with students from Arach'Tinilith, but these rumors were gaffed as just that, rumors. It is certain that he did work as a mercenary for Bregan'Daerthe for a time until he ran from Sorcere and the City of Spiders altogether to travel....
Those who knew him in Menzoberranzan regarded him as very different than most. He had a sense of humor which put much of the serious people on edge and his opinions on different subjects led people to believe that he didn't believe anything, especially that of his sociological environment, but he could still make anyone else believe anything. He was a charmer part of the time and a mischievous rogue the other time that had a few parlor magic tricks. If he wasn't in trouble with his allies than he was drunk and asleep next to some random harlot. Somehow, he was a student at Sorcere too. There's a song at the Beholder's Eye tavern that tells the tale of a blind male that led many different lives at once who's destiny was whatever he wanted at whatever time at some fatal cost.
On the surface, there is a small lad with a bag of marbles with different designs on them. Marbles that are spheres like that of the world he lived on. He didn't know how to play marbles, but liked to look at all of the different designs. He always carried them. They kept him safe.
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Other Information:
This character will be very unique and should add some depth to the drow society. I can show you better than I can tell you. I plan on making him an arcane trickster that slowly, but surely conforms to the Absolute ways of the drow, if it matters.
Character Submission Form
werehare
NWN2 Multiplayer/Gamespy Login Name: werehare a bLight of Heaven and salt plz
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Character Name: Phvker
Race: Drow
Class: Sorcerer / None / None / None
Alignment: Choatic Neutral
Deity: Shar and Lloth
Age: 108
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Description:
Some drow who is what he is from mind to mind.
------------------------------------------------------
History:
What Phvker remembers about his past is very vague and yet still so detailed at the same time. His way of thinking is 'flexibly chaotic' and therefore adapts reality(his) according to how he sees fit. His memories are as folllows and are accurate yet there are things that are amiss that his Goddesses should correct later or sooner for his sake and for the sake of balance that all deities understand... perhaps it was nothing or is nothing as far as he is concerned.
Phvker's past is nothing extraordinary, but some commoners and slaves might think so. He was born from Menzoberranzan's slum's seamstress who had several affairs with a traveling noble from Sshamath(supposedly) who had business with the high houses of the city. Apparently, his father had connections with the infamous Illithid of the nearby regions and had access to various types of psionic relics and knowledge. He was said to have benefitted the fallen O'blodra House greatly in the past. He had some heavily chastised infatuation with the seamstress for some reason or primal feeling or another. Not much else is known about the bastard Phvker's parents who's father was never heard of again after his birth along with the death of his mother and two twin brothers. Immediately he was deemed a slave at a local tavern and brothel after being considered for sacrifice as his eyes did not generate heat indicating that he could not see in the dark.
Phvker's toddler ages can hardly be estimated for they didn't seem to last long at the tavern in the City of Spider's peasant district. It is said that a small male had become angry at the abuse of an older female friend of his. His tantrum was merely a disturbance at first and his annoyance was dismissed by the local patrons of the place. Later on, his friend was killed for disobedience at the hand of his slave master. A few patrons left soon after for the raging slave toddler had created quite the disturbance. Rumors said that his words were atrocious and fazed the beliefs of everyone around especially for his young age. The surrounding area became a graveyard or sacrificial altar for Lloth that night. Everyone was dead. No destruction, just death. Everyone except Phvker.
Sorcere had custody of Phvker for the next few decades of his life. At first he was studied and experimented on. Details are long and tiresome, but it is certain that the adepts and wizards there wanted something that the young drow knew or had unintentionally. Nothing surfaced after a few years except for the fact that Phvker had some affinity for magic. When the subject was brought up to a council they suggested that he be schooled as a wizard and watched in case he was some special case, but it was doubted. He was just a 'lucky to be alive' slave who happened to be in the right place at the right time.
As the years passed and Phvker became more learned in the ways of the drow it became obvious that he was no prodigy of a wizard. He was lazy and never studied like the other students, but managed to bullshit his way through tests and classes. He spent most of his time at bars and his allies were the local bards who's tales and songs were influenced by Phvker's wandering mind. Phvker was also seen many times with students from Arach'Tinilith, but these rumors were gaffed as just that, rumors. It is certain that he did work as a mercenary for Bregan'Daerthe for a time until he ran from Sorcere and the City of Spiders altogether to travel....
Those who knew him in Menzoberranzan regarded him as very different than most. He had a sense of humor which put much of the serious people on edge and his opinions on different subjects led people to believe that he didn't believe anything, especially that of his sociological environment, but he could still make anyone else believe anything. He was a charmer part of the time and a mischievous rogue the other time that had a few parlor magic tricks. If he wasn't in trouble with his allies than he was drunk and asleep next to some random harlot. Somehow, he was a student at Sorcere too. There's a song at the Beholder's Eye tavern that tells the tale of a blind male that led many different lives at once who's destiny was whatever he wanted at whatever time at some fatal cost.
On the surface, there is a small lad with a bag of marbles with different designs on them. Marbles that are spheres like that of the world he lived on. He didn't know how to play marbles, but liked to look at all of the different designs. He always carried them. They kept him safe.
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Other Information:
This character will be very unique and should add some depth to the drow society. I can show you better than I can tell you. I plan on making him an arcane trickster that slowly, but surely conforms to the Absolute ways of the drow, if it matters.
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