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====== Varatas Sunweaver ====== | ====== Varatas Sunweaver ====== | ||
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- | Varatas Sunweaver (formerly Varatas Elthrai) is an High Elven Sorcerer operating as an adventurer. A free spirit, he resisted the will of his father to become a proper heir to [[wiki: | + | Varatas Sunweaver (formerly Varatas Elthrai) is an High Elven Sorcerer operating as an adventurer. A free spirit, he resisted the will of his father to become a proper heir to [[wiki: |
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- | ===== Background ===== | + | |
- | ==== Early History | + | ==== Personality |
- | Varatas was born in Waterdeep at the family estate along with his twin sister Aletheia. Varatas and his siblings are the first generation entirely born in Waterdeep, the family having relocated permanently | + | //"A shame to waste this spell' |
- | Varatas spent his time looking at his family’s trading fleet and finding various ways to keep his keepers on their toes, sneaking off the family estate as much as possible. Tyrion preferred | + | While he shares little in common with the typical Waterdevian Noble, Varatas does exhibit |
- | Tyrion preferred his son act as a proper | + | While described by many as arrogant, the young elf also has a golden tongue, able to convince people to follow him even when it is against their interests. Some believe his persuasive skills are magical. If he ever settled down he would likely make a great diplomat or trader. |
- | ==== Exiled, Return, and Escape ==== | + | He disdains the endless lessons and prattling about caution and safety that echo from academic schools of Wizards, believing magic is like any other muscle |
- | A young Varatas began to display unusual innate magical ability. Fearing | + | Contrary |
- | Varatas was considered a prodigy at the sanctum, a fact he quickly realized as he was able to consistently cast spells without the need for a spellbook or a deal with a demon. Worse yet, he knew it and let his teachers and peers know it. Varatas | + | Secretly, Varatas |
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- | After nearly two decades at the sanctum, Varatas returned home to demand answers to his innate magical ability. His father was less than forthcoming, | + | |
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- | As he fled he was stopped by his older sister, Vesti. She would not allow his personal whims to endanger the family | + | |
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- | ==== Early Adventures in Phlan ==== | + | |
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- | to be added, for now see session recaps. | + | |
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- | ==== Personality ==== | + | |
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- | //"A shame to waste this spell' | + | |
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- | to be added later | + | |
+ | In combat, Varatas relies exclusively upon his spellcasting, | ||
===== Notable Information ===== | ===== Notable Information ===== | ||
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Age: 78 | Age: 78 | ||
- | Level 3 High Elf Sorcerer (Draconic Ancestry) | + | Level 7 High Elf Sorcerer (Draconic Ancestry) |
Noble Background | Noble Background | ||
Chaotic Good | Chaotic Good | ||
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* Insight | * Insight | ||
* Perception | * Perception | ||
- | * Persuasion | + | * Persuasion |
===Langauges=== | ===Langauges=== | ||
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* Draconic | * Draconic | ||
- | ===== Journal Entries ===== | ||
- | Varatas' | + | ===== Relationships ===== |
- | ==== Limitations ==== | + | ===Lothar Hammerfist=== |
- | That is all my former life afforded me. From the moment of my birth I was a cog in my family’s noble machine. Nothing more than an heir, to be some number away from royalty. My oldest sister accepted her place, my younger sister shared many of my views, but would never let mother overhear her. Mother believed we read too much into noble tales of knights | + | Lothar and Varatas have the typical elf-dwarf friendship; built upon a mutual respect and view their respective race is superior. Varatas views the cleric as a greedy, self-interested, and drunk dwarf but respects his abilities. The two have bonded over friendly wagers |
- | My father only cared that I respected tradition, family, honor, and other nonsense. I did not care for a gilded cage, nothing more than a possession to be bargained away for some slight honor. No, I was meant for much more. | + | ===Logan Ninefingers=== |
- | Then my magic awoke before my 50th birthday. What would be a joyous occasion for any other elf was met by distain. As was proper for a noble, my parents shipped me to the sanctum to learn from the so-called masters. But they were no better than my parents, a gilded cage replaced by a cage of books, restraints, and rules. While the other students could barely make a light without their precious tomes I could fling fire and ice from my hands as if it was second nature. | + | It would not be fair to say Varatas loathes or is disgusted |
- | The masters held me back, saying in time they would teach me more. They repeated I was special, | + | The recent revelations that Logan is a member |
- | As expected, my parents said nothing, only begging me to return to the sanctum “for the good of the family and our precious honor.” I could see a secret in their eyes that they would never share. I was something more… | + | ===Aletheia Elthrai=== |
- | For once, the studying I so demised was useful. In our family’s grandiose mausoleum I pieced together records long destroyed and forgotten. In the ancient times our family’s line was mixed with a Dragon, a boon granted | + | Possibly |
- | But I am not him. And his sins will not bind me to this cage. If I must strike out alone to find my destiny so be it. I will abandon the family name and take the name Sunweaver, to honor the great destiny I will weave for myself on my own. | + | Secretly, Varatas blames himself for Aletheia’s situation, believing had he been there he might have been able to help her. |
- | ==== The Prodigal ==== | + | ===Vesti Elthrai=== |
- | The dark halls of House Elthrai rung with the hastened steps Varatas | + | Varatas |
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+ | ===== Background ===== | ||
- | Varatas ran down the stairs towards the front doors. His father had summoned retainers to “escort” the wayward heir back to Silverymoon the next morning. “Nothing will come of my studies with them, I would only trade one glided cage for another.” The slow sounds of fine heels against the marble floor pulled Varatas from his thoughts. In front of him stood his older sister, dressed as always in a conservative dress, her long brown hair braided up concealed by a hood. The moonlight from the crescent moon danced off her fair skin, her eyes showing the fire and focus Varatas’ sister carried in every action she took, from tutoring her younger siblings to negotiating new trade routes for the family. | + | ==== Early History ==== |
- | Varatas | + | Varatas |
- | Midway through | + | Varatas spent his time looking at his family’s trading fleet and finding |
- | By this point Varatas assumed an offensive stance of his own. It would not take much to remove her, a single firebolt…no, | + | Tyrion preferred |
- | “And you would strike your own sister, with magic no less, to find out?” | + | |
- | “That’s quite enough both of you.” The voice from the top of the stairs was barely above a whisper but cut into both children as sharp as daggers. At the top of the stairs stood Hisana Elthrai, the fair mother of both Varatas and Vesti, garbed in a white nightgown. She appeared to glide down the stairs, her unntatural grace making her movements appear more supernatural than mere walking. “I have so enjoyed the youthful raucous of having both of you back in the house but I did not allow you two to fight when you were younger and I will certainly not abide the two of you fighting as adults.” She walked towards Vesti, who by now had lowered her sword to her side, as if by divine command. Hisana placed her hand on Vesti’s left cheek, “My dear Vesti, you are as willful as you were the on the day of your birth, and I am so proud that you protect our family so.” | + | ==== Exiled, Return, and Escape ==== |
- | The graceful elf moved towards a drawer near the large double doors to the villa’s front garden. The lights floating | + | A young Varatas began to display unusual innate magical ability. Fearing his son might bring shame to the family or cause worry in the Court over another Elthrai Sorcerer, Varatas was sent to the study in Silverymoon Initially ecstatic about getting to spend time away from home, he quickly realized |
- | Varatas was confused and dumbfounded | + | Varatas was considered a prodigy at the sanctum, a fact he quickly realized |
- | Hisnana turned to her daughter, her gentle gaze finally softening Vesti’s icy façade, “Dear, not that he would ever admit it, but your Father was much like Varatas | + | After nearly two decades at the sanctum, Varatas |
+ | As he fled he was stopped by his older sister, Vesti. She would not allow his personal whims to endanger the family and was willing to use force to stop him. Varatas was not going to allow her to stop him, but was hesitant to use his magic to force his way out of the house. Their standstill was stopped by their mother, who informed Varatas that a boat was waiting and that he needed to leave immediately. [[wiki: | ||
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+ | ==== Early Adventures in Phlan ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | to be added, for now see session recaps. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Journal Entries ===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Varatas' | ||
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+ | |||
+ | ==== Limitations ==== | ||
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+ | That is all my former life afforded me. From the moment of my birth I was a cog in my family’s noble machine. Nothing more than an heir, to be some number away from royalty. My oldest sister accepted her place, my younger sister shared many of my views, but would never let mother overhear her. Mother believed we read too much into noble tales of knights and wizards exploring dungeons and slaying dragons. | ||
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+ | My father only cared that I respected tradition, family, honor, and other nonsense. I did not care for a gilded cage, nothing more than a possession to be bargained away for some slight honor. No, I was meant for much more. | ||
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+ | Then my magic awoke before my 50th birthday. What would be a joyous occasion for any other elf was met by distain. As was proper for a noble, my parents shipped me to the sanctum to learn from the so-called masters. But they were no better than my parents, a gilded cage replaced by a cage of books, restraints, and rules. While the other students could barely make a light without their precious tomes I could fling fire and ice from my hands as if it was second nature. | ||
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+ | The masters held me back, saying in time they would teach me more. They repeated I was special, a prodigy of vast potential. But I found them fearful of the truth. They would teach me no “true” magic, only parlor tricks to impress lords and ladies. When they spoke I knew they knew something of my past, but deflected every time I pressed. So I left the sanctum, to return home to find my destiny. | ||
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+ | As expected, my parents said nothing, only begging me to return to the sanctum “for the good of the family and our precious honor.” I could see a secret in their eyes that they would never share. I was something more… | ||
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+ | For once, the studying I so demised was useful. In our family’s grandiose mausoleum I pieced together records long destroyed and forgotten. In the ancient times our family’s line was mixed with a Dragon, a boon granted to us for a noble act to the creature. As the ages past fewer and fewer of us sowed the dragon traits, but the last member of our family to show them was my father’s grandfather. They called him the // | ||
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+ | But I am not him. And his sins will not bind me to this cage. If I must strike out alone to find my destiny so be it. I will abandon the family name and take the name Sunweaver, to honor the great destiny I will weave for myself on my own. | ||
==== Entry 001: Prologue ==== | ==== Entry 001: Prologue ==== | ||
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I remember once seeing a second rate Wizard use the bark of a tree struck by lightning to create a constant electrical arc between him and his victim. Experimenting with this flower I believe I not only recreated this spell but improved upon it. | I remember once seeing a second rate Wizard use the bark of a tree struck by lightning to create a constant electrical arc between him and his victim. Experimenting with this flower I believe I not only recreated this spell but improved upon it. | ||
+ | ==== Side Story, Family Gathered==== | ||
+ | [[wiki: | ||
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+ | //I assume this story takes place while Varatas and Co. are knee deep in undead Tiamat Worshipers and the Like…// | ||
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+ | ====Dark Reflections==== | ||
+ | [[wiki: | ||
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+ | //This story takes place while Varatas and Co. are on the caravan duty, likely a day or two before the last fight that ended the last session.// | ||
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+ | ====Diamond Dust==== | ||
+ | [[wiki: | ||
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+ | //This story about the Elthrais takes place while the party is traveling to Parnast.// | ||
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+ | ====Frozen Memories Etched in a Burning Promise==== | ||
+ | [[wiki: |
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