Dungeons and Dragons
A pious Drow of moderate stature.
This is a male drow of slightly lesser than average height. He moves gracefully, palms sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy, there’s loot in his satchel already, Tiamat’s spaghetti.
Evan was born among his own kind, in the Underdark. His childhood was marked with ideological differences with his parents and the community at large, leading him to question his place in Drow society. He would not kill when commanded, and questioned his superiors when asked to perform acts of mundane cruelty.
Cast out of the Underdark by his own parents, he was left to fend for himself. An encounter with a gelatinous cube left him near death on the forest floor, far from home. As his vision dimmed, a silver-scaled Dragon came into view. With promises of eternal life should the young Drow choose to live in service to him, Evan was born again into a life of religious servitude away from the malevolent society that bore him.
There would be vengeance.
To the Drow of the Underdark, fearsome creatures who dare oppose Bahamut’s benevolence, and gelatinous cubes: be warned. The bell tolls for thee.
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Praying at a small church in a town on the outskirts of Thrace, Bahamut visited his mind once more, delivering a quest of utmost importance. He must become stronger and fight for the glory of Bahamut against the greatest of foes. To do so, he must venture outwards to the city of Avalon, for it is there that he shall receive proper training.
Evan awoke on the cold stone floor of the building, his life filled with new purpose. He must master his newfound strength under the God of Dragons. There shall be death dealt out to all those who stand in the way of Justice.
For the Lord of the North Wind!
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Evan has continued to prove himself in single combat time and time again. His skill with a blade has proven to be unmatched in the arena of the Tin Cup. Against all odds, luck and his skill prevailed in a fight against Mondo, one of the toughest fighters among the cadets of Avalon.
Through it all is a fierce devotion to his God, however there are cracks in the facade where his inborn cruelty begins to show through. The death of a bog hag in K’oh need not have been necessary under the eyes of Bahamut, however in the circumstances, Evan found himself unwilling to allow this being to further infect the world. Love and light has left his world, and Evan struggles to find goodness in this world that need not be snuffed out. For who among us is truly innocent?