3. Warren Darkensighted

Warren Darkensighted

  • J

    Warren always knew he wasnt like other hin.
    He never seemed to laugh as much, and really
    didnt think he was all that good a person. He felt
    so diffrent that it weighed heavily on his mind, and
    he couldnt figure out what was so wrong….

    Then, He noticed he would get looks from the
    old women walking, sometimes even wierd hand
    gestured desigened to ward off Bad luck poked
    at him from behind... when he asked why, he was
    told no reason.

    Then, and the time of his adolescence, he noticed
    a definite change. He lost all traces of body fat. His
    metabolism kicked up a couple of notches, he found
    people annoyed him. He felt at home, alone... Picking
    his way through the forests with only the spirits to
    guide him. Warren had always been able to hear them,
    NOW he could see them !! And they could see and hear
    him too !! They told him he was a recipient of
    " The Sight". What exactly that meant, Warren never
    found out, because when he went back to the
    village and asked, he was sent home, and his father
    was called for by the elders. All though this, his mother
    had been oddly quiet on the matter, while his father
    blustered and ranted. His mother came to him that night,
    she explained that her side of the family had had several
    unexplained powers over the years. And that every couple
    of children were... touched... in some way. Sometimes they
    could heal... sometimes they were even more lucky then
    most hin... But a couple... A very few... could manipulate
    " The Sight ". The sight, she explained was a weakening
    of the barriers between the spirit world and this one.
    And that weakening made Necromantic magics VERY
    easy for that person.

    Warren was astonunded. He could be a mage, Talk to the
    dead, and travel, something he always wanted to do,
    because he always felt like an outsider in the village.
    Somone in the village council, pointed out a Spellweaver
    keep. It was a center of learning FAR outside the Halfling
    lands, deep in Human lands, near a goblin infested woods.
    PERFECT !! send the curserd... <ahem>Blessed one there
    to learn to tame... <ahem>Die... in solitude and peace !!
    PERFECT !!

    So warren leaves the village, Secure in the knowledge that
    the dead dont want him to join them yet, He brings them
    a portal, to see and hear into this world. And so what people
    view him as unclean and spooky, thats perfectly allright,
    See, hes a Ghostwise Halfling, and they are always a bit....
    Odd..... Sometimes, when he tries real hard, he can speak right into your mind........ Hes learning to control that one too ......

    Soon, he will figure it all out, Soon he will control all this
    wierdness, soon... he will get a nap !!</ahem></ahem>

  • J

    you took too long, hes lvl 3 now, thanks tho


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