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Theodoric | Aasimar Paladin 4

AC: 19 (Splint & Shield) | HP: 36/36 | DR: 3 (Nonmagical B/P/S) | Initiative: -1 | Passive Perception: 11 | Class / Race Features• Darkvision 60 ft.
• Celestial Resistance: You have resistance to necrotic and radiant damage.
• Healing Hands: As an action, you can touch a creature and roll a number of d4s equal to your proficiency bonus. The creature regains a number of hit points equal to the total rolled. Once you use this trait, you can't use it again until you finish a long rest.
• Light Bearer: You know the light cantrip. Charisma is your spellcasting ability for it.
• Celestial Revelation - Radiant Consumption: Once per long rest, you can use a bonus action to transform using your revelation which lasts for one minute or until you end it as a bonus action. Searing light temporarily radiates from your eyes and mouth. For the duration, you shed bright light in a 10-foot radius and dim light for an additional 10 feet, and at the end of each of your turns, each creature within 10 feet of you takes radiant damage equal to your proficiency bonus. Until the transformation ends, once on each of your turns, you can deal extra radiant damage to one target when you deal damage to it with an attack or a spell. The extra damage equals your proficiency bonus.
• Divine Sense: As an action, you can open your awareness to detect strong presences. Until the end of your next turn, you know the location of any celestial, fiend, or undead within 60 feet of you that is not behind total cover. Within the same radius, you also detect the presence of any place or object that has been consecrated or desecrated, as with the hallow spell. Can be used a number of times per day equal to 1 + Charisma mod.
• Lay on Hands: You have a pool of healing power that replenishes on a long rest with hit points equal to paladin level x 5. As an action, you can touch a creature and restore a number of hit points up to the maximum amount remaining in the pool. Alternatively, you can expend 5 hit points to cure the target of one disease or neutralize one poison affecting it.
• Fighting Style - Dueling: When you are wielding a melee weapon in one hand and no other weapons, you gain a +2 bonus to damage rolls with that weapon.
• Spellcasting: You can cast prepared paladin spells using CHA as your spellcasting modifier (Spell DC 13, Spell Attack +5). You can use a holy symbol as a spellcasting focus.
• Divine Smite: When you hit with a melee weapon attack, you can expend one spell slot to deal 2d8 extra radiant damage to the target plus 1d8 for each spell level higher than 1st (max 5d8) and plus 1d8 against undead or fiends (max 6d8 total).
• Divine Health: You are immune to disease.
• Channel Divinity - Conquering Presence: As an action, force chosen creatures within 30 ft. to make a WIS saving throw (DC 13) or they become frightened for 1 minute. Creatures can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns.
• Channel Divinity - Guided Strike: When you make an attack roll, you can use Channel Divinity to gain a +10 bonus. You can choose to do so after the roll but before knowing the result.
• Harness Divine Power: You can expend a use of your Channel Divinity to fuel your spells. As a bonus action, you touch your holy symbol, utter a prayer, and regain one expended spell slot, which can be no higher than level 1. You regain all expended uses when you finish a long rest.
• Heavy Armor Master: Increase your STR score by 1. While you are wearing heavy armor, bludgeoning, piercing, and slashing damage that you take from nonmagical weapons is reduced by 3. | Prepared SpellsArmor of Agathys (Oath Spell)
Command (Oath Spell)
Compelled Duel
Cure Wounds
Protection from Evil and Good
Searing Smite
Wrathful Smite

Healing Hands (2d4): 1/1 | Celestial Revelation: 1/1 | Divine Sense: 4/4 | Lay on Hands: 20/20 | Channel Divinity: 1/1 | Harness Divine Power: 1/1 | 1st Lvl Slots: 3/3

Theodoric looked back at the now-burning Catterholm, silently going over the recent events in his mind. A maelstrom of emotions raced through him - rage at Mikhael's betrayal, guilt at Aria's murder by the betrayer's hands. Disappointment in failing the task given to them by Nymmurh, but relief that Miry Featherwisp had gotten away from the Zhentarim scum.

Hopefully with the Orb safely in hand. 

That thought lingered in his mind - in truth, there was no surety that Featherwisp even had the Orb in the first place. But it was the only thing that kept him from claiming the whole operation as a failure.

His radiant eyes glanced over to his gathered companions - Richter, Ishara, Trini... the body of Aria.

No mercy for the Zhentarim.

During the march to Elturgard, Theodoric grew to understand Trini a bit better, appreciative of her help and her true nature as an agent of Elturel. He returned the favor by telling her and Ishara about the party's original mission - to retrieve a Green Orb of Dragonkind before it was found by the Cult of the Dragon... or by the Zhentarim, as they soon realized. He was not entirely surprised to learn that "Ishara" had been using a fake name the whole time, as he had suspected she was hiding her true nature from the beginning, but she had proven herself enough for the moment by assisting in the escape from Catterholm. Mikhael's betrayal still stung, however - could he truly trust anyone?  Still, the two were bound to learn eventually, either from himself, Richter, or any of their other allies.

With a final command of "GO!", Theodoric sent Richter off with the survivors of the serpent cult's sacrificial altar. He and Trini stood in a final confrontation with the cult's leader - a dark-scaled humanoid with the head of a hooded cobra, blessed with dark psychic magics by their snake-god Sseth. Bloodied and panting, Theodoric's shield-arm faltered as the Mind Whisperer slammed their scimitars into him. He stumbled backwards, going down to a knee. The yuan-ti raised their blades for a deathblow. Trini reached out to him, her hand glowing with healing energy. Time slowed to a crawl.

No more weakness. It is time.

His angelic guide's voice rang through his mind, and a searing pain swiftly followed. A pain that seemed to be everywhere, all at once... as if it was coming from inside him.

Douse the Flame of Hope.

The searing pain came to a focused point on his right upper arm, his warhammer falling from his grip. It felt as though flowing script was being burned directly into his skin.

Rule with an Iron Fist.

The steel mask on his face felt oppressively hot against his skin. He reached up and threw it to the ground with a loud clattering.

Strength Above All.

The pain became overwhelming as radiant light poured out of Theodoric's eyes and mouth, charring the skin around them to a dark crackle. He could do nothing but scream as the light spread out from him, engulfing the mind whisperer in a final flash.

Do not fail me.

It took nearly a day for Theodoric to reawaken after vaporizing the yuan-ti cult leader, Trini having just enough strength to drag him and herself out of the cultist base. After a bit of explanation (as much as he could explain, given this new development) and an actually sincere moment of thanks to the priestess of Tymora, the two continued on their way, meeting back up with Zartha, gathering up Aria's body, and watching for Richter and the other survivors.

During the three days in the holy capital of Elturel, Theodoric took some time to visit both the temples of Tyr and Ilmater - the first, to better understand the Oath placed upon him by Baldriel and the nature of his Aasimar heritage, and the second, to inquire as to the whereabouts of Richter, who had not been seen during the tenday of travel. He also takes time to learn about the holy Companion - the "second sun" that hung above the city, asking about how it came to be and its purpose. He found himself rather enamored with the theocracy of Elturel, and kept his eyes out for any others with celestial heritage like his own, remembering that Richter hailed from the city and reasoning that those with similar backgrounds may be more common in a place like this.

Theodoric and Trini walked together through the gathered crowds, having had a quick moment to eat and drink before their meeting with her associate. Quicker for Theodoric, as he still scarfed down food with nary a breath in between bites... though he surprisingly did not grow impatient with Trini as she took her time enjoying the festival delicacies. He had grown to find her... tolerable? No, more than that... he was perhaps building a grudging respect for the woman - despite her poking and prodding at his faith. Still, there was business to be done, and people to see, so he eventually urged her to finish up and continue.

Passing by the southern gate, Theodoric looks in the direction Trini had pointed out, seeing a few familiar faces amongst Trini's associate. Faces from the tavern in Berdusk, at that.  He raises an arm in a salute towards them and nods to Trini in affirmation before making his way towards the two guards speaking with the group.

"Hail and well met. This group is with us - allies of my associate, here. Carry out your tasks as required, but I assure you they mean no harm."