Post by terminus on Feb 13, 2012 21:25:46 GMT -5
A devount servant of Sarenrae named Gordon Velker had a vision that his first born son would become a powerful and much needed champion of the Fiery Sarenrae and would spread her word and goodness across the nation...
9 months later little Sorin was brought into the world as his vison had foreseen. The birthing was not pleasant for Gordon's wife; it was painful and life threating. Gordon did what he could with his divine power to save both mother and child, but he could not save both... but his faith was so strong and his belief in his vision so devout that he chose to save his newborn son.
He began training Sorin as soon as he was able to hold a sword in his hand. He taught him the ways of combat and power, but also the ways of kindness and compassion. Sorin learned from his father the teachings of the Dawnflower. He learned that first you must try to see if redemption is possible for anyone and bring kindness before anger and vengeance. But when that is not an option you must remain steadfast in your devotion and have the strength to eradicate any evil being beyond redemption.
For the frist 20 years of his life Sorin knew little outside his religion and combat training. He spent his mornings praying to his deity, his days learning the ways of the blade and shield, and his nights studying and practicing the divine arts. Then one night he had a startling dream. Sarenrae came to him with a flock of doves in tow. "You have honored me well in your studies and practices young Sorin"
Sorin tried to speak but the beauty and radiance of what he saw left him speechless and unable to act. "You must go to Varisia, you are destined to become my Blade, my Voice, my Champion. You journey will begin there...." Then all went dark before he could ask what must be done or where this "Varisia" was...
That morning he consulted his father about the dream. "I had a dream last night. I believe Sarenrae wants me to go to a place called Varisia to become her Champion". He said at the breakfast table. His father dropped his mug to the floor and suddenly went to his knees and started praying. Sorin watched silently for a few moments when his father rose. "You must do this son, it is your destiny!" he father said with fire in his voice."I do not quite understand what is to be done there... or where to go for that matter." He replied. "I know where it is, there is a chapel there that has some worshippers of Sarenrae. You must go do this alone, it was brought to me by a similar vision before you were even born. You are destined for greatness in Sarenrae's honor. To become a Flame of the Dawnflower. Take my holy symbol, it will protect you on your journey. Do no worry about your aging father while you are gone, I will be right here waiting for you to return" He said with tears in his eyes as he rushed Sorin to get ready for his journey.
Sorin set off that very day for Varisia. He walked for about 4 days before reaching the gate of Varisia and was greeted by a man named Belor Hemlock, who after seeing that Sorin was a holy man (and a kind one at that) asked him to help with a local problem. "Hello sir, what brings you to the town of Varisia?" he asked Sorin quizzically. "I am here because The Dawnflower has told me to do so." Sorin replied as he pulled out his fathers holy symbol. "Perhaps you can help with a dire problem then? If you have the time of course" He told Sorin of this deadly "Black Fang" and Sorin was taught to always show kindness in his heart and this creature certainly sounded evil so he agreed. He went to a local inn and rested and prayed in the morning before heading off to the meeting point to eradicate this vile creature from the world.
Sorin Velker
lvl 1 NG cleric hp 8 Deity: sarenrae
str 13
dex 10
con 10
in 10
wis 17
cha 16
Fort +2
Reflex +0
Will +5
Weapons
Scimitar(15g) +1 attack 1d6+1 damage
SKILLS (4 total, 2+0int +1 (human) +1(favored class)
dipo +7total
Knowledge planes +4 total
Knowledge Relgion +5 total
Sense Motive + 7 total
equipment:
Scimitar(15g) Large Steel Shield(15g) Scale mail(50g) Travilers kit(9g) 10xsunrods(20g) 1x holy water(25g)
gold:11g left
Domains: Sun and Glory
sun:add cleric level to damage of undead when channel energy
glory:+2 DC to resist Channel energy for undead + "Touch fo glory"
spells per day = 3 1st level plus 1 domain
orisons known: Create Water
Guidance
Resistence
1st level perpaired spells:
Commandx1
Divine favourx1
Blessx1
Shield of faithx1(domain spell for glory)
Traits: Faith(Sacred Conduit): +1 for save DC of channel energy
Campaign(Missionary): +1 for knowledge relgion and Cure Light wounds, Command and Divine favour are casted as 1 caster level higher
Relgious(Flame of the Dawnflower): +2 fire damage when I crit with a Scimitar.
This is Scott by the way just in case,
9 months later little Sorin was brought into the world as his vison had foreseen. The birthing was not pleasant for Gordon's wife; it was painful and life threating. Gordon did what he could with his divine power to save both mother and child, but he could not save both... but his faith was so strong and his belief in his vision so devout that he chose to save his newborn son.
He began training Sorin as soon as he was able to hold a sword in his hand. He taught him the ways of combat and power, but also the ways of kindness and compassion. Sorin learned from his father the teachings of the Dawnflower. He learned that first you must try to see if redemption is possible for anyone and bring kindness before anger and vengeance. But when that is not an option you must remain steadfast in your devotion and have the strength to eradicate any evil being beyond redemption.
For the frist 20 years of his life Sorin knew little outside his religion and combat training. He spent his mornings praying to his deity, his days learning the ways of the blade and shield, and his nights studying and practicing the divine arts. Then one night he had a startling dream. Sarenrae came to him with a flock of doves in tow. "You have honored me well in your studies and practices young Sorin"
Sorin tried to speak but the beauty and radiance of what he saw left him speechless and unable to act. "You must go to Varisia, you are destined to become my Blade, my Voice, my Champion. You journey will begin there...." Then all went dark before he could ask what must be done or where this "Varisia" was...
That morning he consulted his father about the dream. "I had a dream last night. I believe Sarenrae wants me to go to a place called Varisia to become her Champion". He said at the breakfast table. His father dropped his mug to the floor and suddenly went to his knees and started praying. Sorin watched silently for a few moments when his father rose. "You must do this son, it is your destiny!" he father said with fire in his voice."I do not quite understand what is to be done there... or where to go for that matter." He replied. "I know where it is, there is a chapel there that has some worshippers of Sarenrae. You must go do this alone, it was brought to me by a similar vision before you were even born. You are destined for greatness in Sarenrae's honor. To become a Flame of the Dawnflower. Take my holy symbol, it will protect you on your journey. Do no worry about your aging father while you are gone, I will be right here waiting for you to return" He said with tears in his eyes as he rushed Sorin to get ready for his journey.
Sorin set off that very day for Varisia. He walked for about 4 days before reaching the gate of Varisia and was greeted by a man named Belor Hemlock, who after seeing that Sorin was a holy man (and a kind one at that) asked him to help with a local problem. "Hello sir, what brings you to the town of Varisia?" he asked Sorin quizzically. "I am here because The Dawnflower has told me to do so." Sorin replied as he pulled out his fathers holy symbol. "Perhaps you can help with a dire problem then? If you have the time of course" He told Sorin of this deadly "Black Fang" and Sorin was taught to always show kindness in his heart and this creature certainly sounded evil so he agreed. He went to a local inn and rested and prayed in the morning before heading off to the meeting point to eradicate this vile creature from the world.
Sorin Velker
lvl 1 NG cleric hp 8 Deity: sarenrae
str 13
dex 10
con 10
in 10
wis 17
cha 16
Fort +2
Reflex +0
Will +5
Weapons
Scimitar(15g) +1 attack 1d6+1 damage
SKILLS (4 total, 2+0int +1 (human) +1(favored class)
dipo +7total
Knowledge planes +4 total
Knowledge Relgion +5 total
Sense Motive + 7 total
equipment:
Scimitar(15g) Large Steel Shield(15g) Scale mail(50g) Travilers kit(9g) 10xsunrods(20g) 1x holy water(25g)
gold:11g left
Domains: Sun and Glory
sun:add cleric level to damage of undead when channel energy
glory:+2 DC to resist Channel energy for undead + "Touch fo glory"
spells per day = 3 1st level plus 1 domain
orisons known: Create Water
Guidance
Resistence
1st level perpaired spells:
Commandx1
Divine favourx1
Blessx1
Shield of faithx1(domain spell for glory)
Traits: Faith(Sacred Conduit): +1 for save DC of channel energy
Campaign(Missionary): +1 for knowledge relgion and Cure Light wounds, Command and Divine favour are casted as 1 caster level higher
Relgious(Flame of the Dawnflower): +2 fire damage when I crit with a Scimitar.
This is Scott by the way just in case,
