Discord
Changelog
*he sits in his room in the Red Trident, warily after his trip back from Bezantur, he sits in a chair and pulls out a small leather-wrapped journal out of his pack, he opens the journal and starts to write..*
For those of you who ever uncover this book after my passing, you may wonder who this belongs too... And this will solve it all if your wondering. Written in third-person perspective.
Jay Asher
Deity: Kossuth
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
Height: 6"5 Weight: 178 lbs.
Jay is a young fellow, he never knew his father, he left when his mother was about eight months pregnant. This "man" has blood red eyes, with long blood red hair, his hair flowing from the back of his helmet. This "man" grew up lonely, a freak for his style, and his personality. He has a continous smirk on his face, continuing to be confident. His skills with his sword as he grew up progressed until he was old enough to start dueling. He went to the Academy for Troubled Boys when he was a teen, always a loner, being picked on. BUT. When it came to the sword, he was matched by no other. He practiced the way of the sword alone, whenever he could. And he got good enough he called out other boys to duels, and he always won. One night, he was confronted by a group of young boys, where Jay was badly beaten. He waited until one faithful night, then snuck out of the Academy with his possessions from the school near the edge of Thay, he killed the guards swiftly, and he made his way out. From his age of 17 to 23, he lived in the forest, gathering whatever he could. Until he was confronted by slavers, he ran, eventually across the border into Thay, and it seemed all hope was lost. Until he was saved by the red-robed stranger. This "man" is a mystery, all but yet to be figured out. The truth, well,... the truth lies under the Helm.
*after writing about himself, he turns the page to write about his recent adventures..*
Day 1 of owning this thought keeper..
It seems to be that i have gotten myself into a duel with the Bezantur Talos Temple's Champion, Stormlord Kerrell..
I'm glad i have friends at my back though.. Mason, the Myrkulite, has been a spectacular help to me, thought i fear in the end he will betray me. ((Razor))
I have great respects for the Mulan Pasha ((Sten)) and Sir Fyodar ((EdinSumar)).
They are a bit cruel at times, but that is needed for legionnares..
I am currently an Initiate at the Burning House of Kossuth, my future, with the fire drakes.. The Firelord praise my path, and my duel with Kerrell..
I did not tell my parley with me in Bezantur the real reason for my quarry with them, though i should..
My coverup story is I shit in the holy pool, stole the Holy wine, got drunk, vomited, and ran when i was a teen.. Though that is a lie ..
*he rolls his eyes as he writes*
I mentioned my father left in my autobiography in this page before, and that is the truth, he left.. But he didn't leave on his own.. Priest Nofallis of the Talos temple murdered him to cover up Talos' cult.
I will tell Mason eventually, unfortunately i do not have the support of the Kossuthian Clergy because they're trying as hard as they can to prevent a Temple War, though the ambushes by Talosians are becoming rather frequent, and i'm bringing others in harmsway.
*he sighs, closes his leather-wrapped journal, and wheels around in his chair as the Talosian Assassin looms over him with dagger in hand, he rolls out of the way, and battle commences*..
For those of you who ever uncover this book after my passing, you may wonder who this belongs too... And this will solve it all if your wondering. Written in third-person perspective.
Jay Asher
Deity: Kossuth
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
Height: 6"5 Weight: 178 lbs.
Jay is a young fellow, he never knew his father, he left when his mother was about eight months pregnant. This "man" has blood red eyes, with long blood red hair, his hair flowing from the back of his helmet. This "man" grew up lonely, a freak for his style, and his personality. He has a continous smirk on his face, continuing to be confident. His skills with his sword as he grew up progressed until he was old enough to start dueling. He went to the Academy for Troubled Boys when he was a teen, always a loner, being picked on. BUT. When it came to the sword, he was matched by no other. He practiced the way of the sword alone, whenever he could. And he got good enough he called out other boys to duels, and he always won. One night, he was confronted by a group of young boys, where Jay was badly beaten. He waited until one faithful night, then snuck out of the Academy with his possessions from the school near the edge of Thay, he killed the guards swiftly, and he made his way out. From his age of 17 to 23, he lived in the forest, gathering whatever he could. Until he was confronted by slavers, he ran, eventually across the border into Thay, and it seemed all hope was lost. Until he was saved by the red-robed stranger. This "man" is a mystery, all but yet to be figured out. The truth, well,... the truth lies under the Helm.
*after writing about himself, he turns the page to write about his recent adventures..*
Day 1 of owning this thought keeper..
It seems to be that i have gotten myself into a duel with the Bezantur Talos Temple's Champion, Stormlord Kerrell..
I'm glad i have friends at my back though.. Mason, the Myrkulite, has been a spectacular help to me, thought i fear in the end he will betray me. ((Razor))
I have great respects for the Mulan Pasha ((Sten)) and Sir Fyodar ((EdinSumar)).
They are a bit cruel at times, but that is needed for legionnares..
I am currently an Initiate at the Burning House of Kossuth, my future, with the fire drakes.. The Firelord praise my path, and my duel with Kerrell..
I did not tell my parley with me in Bezantur the real reason for my quarry with them, though i should..
My coverup story is I shit in the holy pool, stole the Holy wine, got drunk, vomited, and ran when i was a teen.. Though that is a lie ..
*he rolls his eyes as he writes*
I mentioned my father left in my autobiography in this page before, and that is the truth, he left.. But he didn't leave on his own.. Priest Nofallis of the Talos temple murdered him to cover up Talos' cult.
I will tell Mason eventually, unfortunately i do not have the support of the Kossuthian Clergy because they're trying as hard as they can to prevent a Temple War, though the ambushes by Talosians are becoming rather frequent, and i'm bringing others in harmsway.
*he sighs, closes his leather-wrapped journal, and wheels around in his chair as the Talosian Assassin looms over him with dagger in hand, he rolls out of the way, and battle commences*..