N S T I W
A gesture of discipline became a guidepost to destiny.
Half-elf male, Avenger 1 (Erathis)
STR 10, CON 12, DEX 11, INT 14, WIS 18, CHA 10, HP 26, Surges/Day 8, Surge Value 6
Fortitude 12, Reflex 13, Will 15, AC TBD
Racial features: +2 Diplomacy, +2 Insight, Group Diplomacy, Dilettante (Hand of Radiance 1/enc), fluent in Common, Elven and Dwarven
Class features: Armor of Faith, Oath of Enmity, Censure of Unity (+1 damage to Oath victim per ally adjacent to victim), Channel Divinity (Abjure Undead, Divine Guidance)
Background Feature: Wealthy (allows History on trained skill list)
Trained Skills: Religion, History, Perception, Streetwise
Feat 1: Armor Proficiency (Leather)
At-Will Powers: Bond of Censure, Overwhelming Strike
Encounter 1: Pass at Arms
Daily 1: Strength of Many
Carras was a foundling child, raised in the overwhelmingly human town of Linden Knoll. He was left on the doorstep of the town’s judge, and the judge and his wife decided they were probably the ones in the best position to handle an unexpected addition to the family, so they kept him themselves.
Adolescence can be rough on any child, and Carras’s half-elven facial features meant he got singled out for a lot of negative attention. He began to lash out, becoming rebellious and disrespectful. That his father was a judge only made things that much worse (for both of them). Eventually Carras’s parents got fed up and chose to send him away to a monastery dedicated to Erathis, to study for five years. They told Carras they expected him to meditate on the nature of his place within a larger society, and how his recent behavior had been destructive.
They had chosen the monastery of Erathis because of the lessons the god teaches; they could not have imagined just how perfect a fit it would be for their adopted son. The environment in the monastery was one of community and acceptance, which Carras had not enjoyed in years, and the regular martial drills gave him an outlet for his repressed anger – though he did learn quickly that acting purely out of anger was a sure road to defeat by cooler heads.
By the middle of his third year at the monastery, Carras was being discussed as a candidate for dedicated service. He was showing signs that Erathis had taken a more active interest in him. But because Carras was sent to the monastery at someone else’s will, he was not yet considered free to pledge himself and undergo the rites of investiture. When his five years were up, he wrote a letter to his adoptive parents thanking them for sending him to find his destiny, and that he wished his boyhood tormentors had also been sent to study with him, since their acts of hate toward a strange-looking face had been every bit as disruptive to the notion of community as his own acts of defiant self-defense. He would be pledging himself to Erathis’s service as an Avenger at the next equinox, undergoing specialized training for a year and a day after that, and traveling at the god’s command from there – and only at the god’s command would he ever come “home”.
Carras may never fully heal from the bitterness and rage incited in him when he was a teenager, but as long as he is never directly confronted by someone who incited it in him, he will be able to keep his own emotions from drowning out his god’s wishes.