Goddrin GreyMoor.
this was the character i played in a Privet after the game featureing Amarok concluded (it didnt accualy conclude we sort of came to an halt. that game is now being concluded as we speak)
What i wanted to do with Goddrin was NOT become a paladin or do anything remarkably Good. but as it turned out fate was not in my hands with this game. Goddrin. Who had a Human Mother and an Orc father (mother was dead, and turned into a wraith. father was alive and dispised Goddrin)
Goddrin became a symbol of the people. purely accedently but. he rose to the challange. he was a stoic man with very little to begin with, his story started simply with a big sword, and a big heart. he challanged things that were bigger than him and as it turned out was a bit of a bully. but what he was really running from was destiny. and he avoided it for a long time until in his old age. he finaly decided to Grab Destiny by the balls and made it his own.
in his lifetime he had fought all sorts of things from abberations, to undead, fiends and so on. He even Kicked Angels ass who dominated over mortals. and didnt really care what the heavens or the Gods of light thought of him. he was in it for the survival of All mortals. the gods be damned. but as it turned out. thats kinda what the Gods of Light were hopeing for. someone Big stronge and Brave enough to do what Goddrin did. whitch was Kick everything out of Alteria.
and thatgs what he did. Goddrin had a following of knights. not noble of anything. nobility never did anything for Goddrin so he didnt bother with status, symbols or rank. well that last one accualy did serve a purpose but youll see in a moment.
point being. Goddrin started a humble blacksmith and then rose up as a warrior and finaly ended his life an Arch Paladin Templar. and all his knights followed suit following his example. Protecting temples. churches and sacred places and searchign the land to protect the people from all sorts of nasty things.
All templar follow a simple Code. "Protect" theres really nothing eles to it. oh and Glory of corse. beause Goddrin liked the attention and sure alittle pride never hurt right?
right.
Goddrin had just started forming the Prefectors. a ranking system for his Templar that ensured the in a community of templar there was always a group of knights who commanded all the others (this ranking system would later be adopted by the Calderon Empire and fully realised in Ebongaurd the Walled City)
with his new rank system put in place. Goddrin was patrolling the lands when he heard a call to arms. only to find himself and sevral of his knights caught in teh middle of a fight between an Angel and a Demon. (you know. back when those things Freely roamed all of Alteria. alogn with vampires and werewolves)
Goddrin Joined the fight to try and save the Angel. He fought the demon and sent it back to hell. but Goddrin subcummed to the wounds he recived durning the battle and he died. but not befor instruicting that his men to burn his body with his armor still intact. and that his sword be left behind for "Anyone strong enough to weild it. May do so knowing that Goddrin will smite their foes without mercy!" those were his last words. (or as roughly as i can remember them to be)
Goddrins Sword. DawnRazor was then take and placed in a statue of Goddrin, where it was awaited someone stronge enough to come along and take the blade to once again serve the people to strike down evil and corruption wherever it may be.
The tip of the sword, witch had broken off durning the battle with the demon, was welded into a chain and passed around the knights templar. replicas were made of the tip and is know as SHards of the DawnRazor and grants a passive boon to anyone attuned to one twords all their saveing throws. the Origonal Shard haveing a more potent version of this boon. and once a day this boon can be shared with allies within range.
Goddrin GreyMoor. the first Knight Templar. weilder of the DawnRazer Holy Avenger Greatsword.
Friend to All men. Protector of the weak.
this was the character i played in a Privet after the game featureing Amarok concluded (it didnt accualy conclude we sort of came to an halt. that game is now being concluded as we speak)
What i wanted to do with Goddrin was NOT become a paladin or do anything remarkably Good. but as it turned out fate was not in my hands with this game. Goddrin. Who had a Human Mother and an Orc father (mother was dead, and turned into a wraith. father was alive and dispised Goddrin)
Goddrin became a symbol of the people. purely accedently but. he rose to the challange. he was a stoic man with very little to begin with, his story started simply with a big sword, and a big heart. he challanged things that were bigger than him and as it turned out was a bit of a bully. but what he was really running from was destiny. and he avoided it for a long time until in his old age. he finaly decided to Grab Destiny by the balls and made it his own.
in his lifetime he had fought all sorts of things from abberations, to undead, fiends and so on. He even Kicked Angels ass who dominated over mortals. and didnt really care what the heavens or the Gods of light thought of him. he was in it for the survival of All mortals. the gods be damned. but as it turned out. thats kinda what the Gods of Light were hopeing for. someone Big stronge and Brave enough to do what Goddrin did. whitch was Kick everything out of Alteria.
and thatgs what he did. Goddrin had a following of knights. not noble of anything. nobility never did anything for Goddrin so he didnt bother with status, symbols or rank. well that last one accualy did serve a purpose but youll see in a moment.
point being. Goddrin started a humble blacksmith and then rose up as a warrior and finaly ended his life an Arch Paladin Templar. and all his knights followed suit following his example. Protecting temples. churches and sacred places and searchign the land to protect the people from all sorts of nasty things.
All templar follow a simple Code. "Protect" theres really nothing eles to it. oh and Glory of corse. beause Goddrin liked the attention and sure alittle pride never hurt right?
right.
Goddrin had just started forming the Prefectors. a ranking system for his Templar that ensured the in a community of templar there was always a group of knights who commanded all the others (this ranking system would later be adopted by the Calderon Empire and fully realised in Ebongaurd the Walled City)
with his new rank system put in place. Goddrin was patrolling the lands when he heard a call to arms. only to find himself and sevral of his knights caught in teh middle of a fight between an Angel and a Demon. (you know. back when those things Freely roamed all of Alteria. alogn with vampires and werewolves)
Goddrin Joined the fight to try and save the Angel. He fought the demon and sent it back to hell. but Goddrin subcummed to the wounds he recived durning the battle and he died. but not befor instruicting that his men to burn his body with his armor still intact. and that his sword be left behind for "Anyone strong enough to weild it. May do so knowing that Goddrin will smite their foes without mercy!" those were his last words. (or as roughly as i can remember them to be)
Goddrins Sword. DawnRazor was then take and placed in a statue of Goddrin, where it was awaited someone stronge enough to come along and take the blade to once again serve the people to strike down evil and corruption wherever it may be.
The tip of the sword, witch had broken off durning the battle with the demon, was welded into a chain and passed around the knights templar. replicas were made of the tip and is know as SHards of the DawnRazor and grants a passive boon to anyone attuned to one twords all their saveing throws. the Origonal Shard haveing a more potent version of this boon. and once a day this boon can be shared with allies within range.
Goddrin GreyMoor. the first Knight Templar. weilder of the DawnRazer Holy Avenger Greatsword.
Friend to All men. Protector of the weak.
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