Zakzaer the Holy ShamanZakzaer created on 25th of April 2020, and is currently 26 years old (159 hours played).
Title: the Holy Shaman
Class: drow shaman
- Severed Royalty - posted at 2020-04-28 11:55:58
Severed RoyaltyThe Unlit City was the only home I knew. I grew up in the palace, far
from the line of succession. Alas, I was still a prince, albeit we were not
favoured by the Matriarch for being male. Fortunately, I did have one
sister that took a liking to me. She would often let me read her books on
the dark arts and advanced spellbinding. She also taught me the ways of
religion, and how to invoke the powers of prayers through concentration.
One day, one of the other older princesses found us practicing from one of
the ancient books, and my mother was informed. Princes were disallowed from
studying the dark arts, and anyone caught faced dire consequences. My
father tried to stand up for me, but she never liked me. My mother banished
me from the house to never return. My sister plead and cried all night to
my mother, but to no avail. We spent one last night together, as she
managed to steal the oldest book for me to keep. Fist clenched, with tears
rolling from my eyes, I left the house with a robe, a staff and the gifted
book from my sister that night.
I traveled far from the Unlit City into unknown territories. It was a rough
start, I stumbled into a river at a nearby bridge and had to fight off some
deathly illithids who were craving for a large brain. Luckily, the book my
sister gave me came of use and that is where I started to focus all my
Long white shimmering hair flow down a strikingly handsome face. You
notice pointy ears poking out from the sides, with a golden earring on the
right. His eyes glow a dull blue, and his slightly hooked nose point toward
pursed lips. HIs stature is lanky, and his shoulders are narrow, yet his
arms appear somewhat muscular. You can see a channel of blue veins running
down his forearm, with a few old scars on his right hand. His torso and
abdomen are flat, and his long legs appear very agile. You feel an uneasy
presence being near this creature for too long. There appears to be a small
trinket in the form of an inverted cross peaking out from his robes.
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