Aero Silverstorm
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Account Name: Zion2000 Character: Aero Silverstorm
The History of Aero Silverstorm
Born an orphan with no known biological parents, Aero grew up a strange life. Living in and out of orphanages, he was out on his own at a young age. After living on the streets for many years, Aero decided to join the Imperial army of Arabel. Beginning as a squire, Aero advanced gradually. After many years of training and hard labour, Aero advanced to the rank of knight in the army of Cormyr. By this time, after many battles, and much victory in the blessed name of Tempus, Aero had decided it was time to move on, he had now reached the age of twenty-five. Taking up study in the church of Tempus, he began to expand his clerical wisdom. For years, he studied, at times tormenting himself in the process, until finally again, he believed it was time to move on.
The night before he was about to leave Arabel, something strange happened. The south end of the city was attacked by masses of something unknown to the men, and elves, and dwarves. Strange shadow creatures, spawned forth from the very depths of the underdark had somehow massed outside the city walls. Aero, along with the rest of the guards took up arms. Calling every peasant forth, readying the gates. Faster than the gates could be held, a dark wind swept in, the shadow engulfing the south end of the city. The creatures poured in, ripping limb to limb, anything in their path… All around him, Aero saw death. The shrill screams, bloodcurdling roars, it was a time of end. Nothing could be done to stop the destruction. There he stood, in the midst of it all, chanting a prayer to his lord tempus. As he stood there still, and surrounded by terror, he wept a single tear, as it hit the blood soaked ground, he grasped his head, somehow knowing he would at that moment he would be saying the final goodbye to all of his friends and everyone he knew. He thought, why hadn't he left sooner. The massive shockwave propelled from Aero's body destroyed everything in its path, some residents of Northern Arabel say it looked like a "Storm of Silver".
There he lay, the only survivor of this massive destruction, unconcious but alive... He was found four days later, thirsty and weary, scrambling to find any survivors of this deadly explosion, sadly, there were none. Bleeding and dying, Aero was carried to Northern Arabel where he was treated for his wounds. The position of Cleric and Knight most likely spared him the execution, for he was only exiled from the city. The last thing said to him by his captain as he left the city was: "Good riddance, Silverstorm!" From that day forth, he wandered the lands, offering his aid and wisdom to those who might be in need, all the while constantly feeling remorse for the deaths he had caused in the city of Arabel. Not much is known as to his real age now. He sometimes speaks of living past lives. Some say he lives longer than the average man. Rumour has it that he has recently crossed the Sea of Fallen Stars into the lands of Narfell.
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