Character Name: Armstead
Exorcist of the Silver Flame
Level: 1Cleric/1Rogue (assassin)
Character Appearance: See my avatar.Green eyes, brown hair, 6 feet tall and about 200lbs.
Armstead finds himself starting out on his pilgrimage like others of the Church of the Silver Flame, but equally important he begins his own personal mission. While his goals will always be to cleanse and eliminate the evils of the world, he also wants learn more about those same evils to better learn how to defeat them, and he also finds himself heading toward Metrol and towards the man he hopes holds the keys to his parents mysterious deaths. With war just beginning to break out he now finds himself having to resort to some deception to sneak his way into Metrol, and is determined to find Xyzal Renwood whatever it takes. Jaela Daran, the spiritual leader of the Church of the Silver Flame has always seemed to take an unusual interest in such a young clerics doings, especially when she is so young herself. This is part of what drives Armstead to succeed in both his missions because he feels the reason she is so hard on him may be intricately involved in the death of his parents who were murdered by what he believes may be due to church hierarchy scheming.
Armstead though is very good in heart and compassionate, a trait he must have acquired from watching his parents as a youth in Flamekeep often tending to injured victims of the war. He also has a darker side that is often hidden to most. He holds firmly to the Tenet of Purity of the Silver Flame, and thus his main goal is to: Burn the corruption and taint of evil from all Eberron. Other Gods may have begun the Creation, but it is the Silver Flame, by searing wickedness and darkness from their imperfect world that must complete it. So there is no gray area, things are pretty much black and white, especially when it comes to good v.s. evil. He believes that while Jaela is but a young girl, he feels she has been divinely touched. As such his secondary goal is to prove to Jaela that he is worthy and has serious aspirations of moving up in that same church hierarchy to cleanse any possible evil hiding within the church and hopefully at the same time avenging his parents.
Armstead believes that diplomacy is first, but the sword is a close second when dealing with humans, elves, etc. He will resort to using the sword to further the aims of the Church of the Silver Flame (think Silas from DaVinci code/Altair from Assassins Creed). Armstead is very confident in his intelligence as well as his worldly mission and that of the Flames', which can make him seem cocky and even arrogant at times, which is truly not the case and in fact quite the opposite.
Armstead believes the Day of Mourning is a sign that the Silver Flame needs to be more steadfast and be quicker to act when it comes to removing evil from the face of Eberron. He also when made aware of the moves of agents of the Lords of Dust, the greatest enemy of the Silver Flame, and also the Order of the Emerald Claw will stop at nothing to take them out. This is where the rogue/assassin class could be pretty fun. It also allows me to slip away from the main group for some side action and allows me to post frequently as I work from home and will post often.
“Help me! Help me!” cries a woman in a back alley. As Armstead approaches he realizes the woman is desperately hanging onto her purse with one hand, and even more desperately holding onto her infant with the other. “Hand over the coins now and maybe I will spare you and the child,” barks the ruffian in tattered clothes. Awkward and visibly nervous Armstead sees this is no trained rogue, but rather an evil man who needs to be given the chance to stop his actions, one way or another. Realizing this can go badly if he hesitates Armstead sees a ladder and begins climbing to an open window 10 feet up. “Let her go!”
He yells out of the window safely out of view. Whether due to arrogance or the distortion of his voice in the alley the ruffian never bothering to turn around says, “This is none of your concern, leave us or I will deal with you next cur.” It need not have mattered if he turned around or not. He never realized that death was coming from above. Having already unsheathed his sword and climbed out onto the window sill, Armstead gauged the trajectory and bracing his sword pointing downward he jumps building speed as he falls driving the sword through the top of the would be rogues skull, brain stem and then into his cervical spine. A few death spasms, a quick wipe off of his blade on the rogue’s shirt and his first kill ever is over. The woman and her child have already disappeared out of the alley into the crowd before his blade is even finished being cleaned. Panicking Armstead climbs the ladder all the way to the rooftop. After sitting for what seemed to him to be hours, but in reality was mere minutes, he stops shaking and begins coming to grips with the fact that he did what was right and necessary in his fight to remove evil from Eberron, and in his own more personal mission to discover the truth of his parents deaths. He gave the man a chance to stop what he was doing and he chose his own fate. Bolstered in that fact he gets the nerve to peer over the edge and to his chagrin sees that the guards that barred his earlier entrance still very much in place. “I must avenge my parents. I have to gain access to the city somehow.”
Shaking his head while looking up into the heavens his mind wanders back to when he first opened the chest and began this journey.
Three months ago after turning 22 Armstead’s scars of losing his parents at 18 have finally healed or at least scabbed over enough to allow him to open the chest that was given to him upon the mysterious death of his parents. Quickly pushing the various texts, scrolls, and tomes, he sees something that catches his eye. A silver polished tube, capped on one end with an ornate golden cap with the seal of the Silver Flame etched into it. Carefully unscrewing the end cap he pulls out the rolled up parchment. Reading it he quickly recognizes the handwriting is that of his father’s, though it’s not nearly as beautiful as usual. It’s almost as if it was written under duress. The scroll reads:
If you are reading this my son, we did not get a chance to speak before we parted ways and that means we met an unfortunate end and you may also be in danger from within. Get to Metrol under the guise of your pilgrimage. While there you must find Xyzal Renwood a former priest of the Church of the Silver Flame and friend of ours .Go with all haste and we will meet again when the evil has been cleansed from the world.
Snapping back to the present Armstead quickly finds his resolve and regains his composure, as a plan begins formulating in his minds eye. Once again Armstead looks to the heavens and whispers, “I will find Xyzal and you shall be avenged!”
Once again using the ladder Armstead climbs down and looks at the dead body, the result of one of the more unsavory skills he has in his arsenal to fight evil. “Yes, you will do quite nicely,”
he says as the plan continues to play out in his mind. Trying to carry the dead body up the ladder is not going to work. Armstead tries opening the many doors in the alley to maybe use a staircase inside to carry the body up. While certainly not a weakling, other methods are going to have to work here he quickly realizes. Reaching into his belt he pulls out a long slender
|One of Armsteads's friends growing up much to the chagrin of his parents was a young rogue named Cha 'Ryssa. They often spent hours together with Armstead trying to change his friends mischevious but in now way evil ways, and Cha "Ryssa getting a kick out of watching her "priestly friend" attempt often in vain simple lock picking. Upon preparing for his pilgrimmage and mission to Metrol, Armstead realized that he could begin to develop the skills Cha"Ryssa had taught him to use in his battle against evil as an Exorcist of the Silver Flame. This realization brings sadness to Armstead as he has not seen Cha'Ryssa in many years and would love to see her again. The strange thing is Armstead's feelings are something that seems much different than the feelings he had for her when they were younger. Even stranger considering her Drow heritage. Once Armsteads theological studies began taking up more of his time, there was thus less time to continue thier once close friendship. |
and goes to work on one of the three doors. Giving up on the first door after three tries Armstead finds luck on the second door as he hears the soft “click” of the door handles locking mechanism pop open. Slowly opening the door he looks and listens for anyone who may be inside. Hearing nothing he goes back into the alley and grabs the body. Hoisting the dead ruffian over his shoulder he heads inside and up the flight of stairs. “Now, to find a way onto the roof.”
Looking up Armstead sees a drawstring for an attic. Pulling down on the drawstring he sees some light coming from the attic where he had expected it to be pitch dark. Again grabbing the body that is now beginning to feel like two bodies due to his fatigue, he finally finds himself in the attic and looking down a window that is facing the alley. Climbing out onto the window sill and onto the roof he is thankful that the window opens onto the roof, since there is no way he could have pulled the body up. Dragging the body across the roof to the side of the building where the wall and guards are, he takes one last peek around to make sure his plan has the best chance of succeeding. If anyone sees him this mission will be over. Grabbing the body he rolls it off the side of the building. After hearing the thud of the body hitting the ground, Armstead is rewarded even further when he hears the guards, and the crowd at the gates screaming and running around in confusion. Quickly using the distraction Armstead runs from the far side of the roof and leaps to the top of the wall. As soon as his feet hit the wall he pushes immediately off the wall diving onto the flat rooftop of another building similar in height to the one he leapt from, except this time he has landing in Metrol. Continuing moving in this fashion leaping from house to house, and building to building, he makes his way deeper and deeper into Metrol though not with any destination in mind, just wanting to get as far away from the gate, the guards and the body he left behind. “This should be safe enough,”
he says dropping onto his stomach and grabbing the gutter of the house he is on. Taking a quick look around before he drops he sees a barrel, which he can use to hide behind once he drops to shield himself from the street. No sooner does he drop down than a door opens. “By the Flame how could I be so careless?”
To make matters worse looking toward the street he sees three guards passing by heading probably toward the gate and keeping an eye out for murderer that is on the loose. Looking back to the door that is now fully opened Armstead sees someone he certainly did not expect. Bringing his pointer finger to his mouth he quietly whispers, “Shhhh.”
The woman from the alley says nothing just looks into the green eyes of the man who saved her and her infant son, nods and quietly closes the door. Pulling the cowl back on his cloak, he slowly and much more carefully makes his way toward the street. Taking a glance around, Armstead pulls the cowl back over his head partly hiding his face in shadow and says, “Now where to begin...Where to find Xyzal Renwood?”
Armsteads skills in keeping with the teachings of the Silver Flame would have the following class skills.
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Knowledge of arcana (Int)
As a new player one of the things I will need help some of the rogue/assassins skills, and the clerical spells and skills. If my app. is chosen I plan on doing a lot of reading on Ebberon. I know we are going diceless in some cases and think that would work best for me, but want it to work better for the DM too. How the class skills, and skills would play into it would remain to be seen. Again being the new the dice rolling has me intimidated as do the many rules. If chosen as stated I would be delving deeply into Eberron, novels, and more studying of the links you provided, and under the DM's suggestion would get myself a player’s handbook if needed. What I lack in mechanics (not having done PnP in many, many years) I will make up for imagination and dedicating posting, and more than anything I am willing to learn as this will be my first game played ever on MW.