New Adventures -Paragon-

(Well, we've finally made paragon level, and have started our first adventure, traveling into woodlands to get to Greystar, the Silver Elf city. This is a character related post)

All members of the two scars had much to dwell on as they returned triumphant to Caran-has. There voyage had been succesful, but there progress as always, had come at great costs. All of them had been touched by the ancient dragon Chronepsis, and with this mark Kharask had knowledge that his goals and desires to see an end to the evil of Tiamat was a real possibility. He could reunite his people in strength, recreate a city that would give strength to the land around it, and bolster the dimming spirit of the people of rimoria. The world had suffered oppression constantly since the great collapse, all peoples and races had suffered, and with this new knowleged, Kharask has a means to give hope back to all the races of Rimoria. There was much to do, for it was obvious Tiamat was forming an army, and already had a host of devils and minions at her command, not to mention those that she had been conquering and enslaving, or turning to her side, such as the various tribes of the dragonborn. Tiamat wanted to be the first god put her full power back into the world, she was amassing powerful artifacts and allies to do just that, and once she had her plans fulfilled, she would enslave and conquer all civilized lands, putting it under her control. Many failed to see this threat, or simply did not know of such a threat. The dragonborn knew of the oncoming war, this was more than likely why Tiamat had invested such time and energy into crippling his people. Kharask now was sworn to find the Great Banner of Arkhosia, and by gaining this he could rally his people, and could reclaim a new city, perhaps even greater than the fallen Bodak. He would find these rings that had been corrupting the world, find a way to destroy them, or lock them away, and he would find allies to aid him in destroying the many legions and allies of tiamat. He would do these things, all of them, and then he would find his way to his great, dark mother, and force her from this world for an eternity. The time for darkness reigning over the weak was over, the land needed strength, kingdoms, rulership, and a will to fight back the opressing forces that had been amassing for a millinieum. If Kharask could accomplish even a fraction of his goal, he would, no matter what the cost, no matter what the sacrifice, there was simply too much at stake.

The other members of the Two Scars were not as invested in his overall goals, but they were helping him none the less. Merric was on board since the recent enslavement of his people, and then the liberation by his own hands. Being reunited with his family had done the halfling much good, but seeing what the followers of Tiamat were willing to do truelly must have opened Merrics eyes. There would be no place for his people in a future ruled by the dragon queen. Azriel, the elf seemed to be on board. He was not as interested in what was going, so much as having decided that the Two Scars were his friends and family. Kharask liked the elf, and he liked the elfs strength. He would need his skills and talents in the future, for there journeys would undoubtedly take them all over Rimoria. Also, he knew a great deal about fear, but also knew about putting it aside, about knowing what was important, and what was worth fighting for. His powers would doubly needed, now that Baerd was no longer with the Two Scars. Erantaelik, the drow. He was becoming a bit unstable, Kharask knew of the drows desires to fight against tiamat, but the dragonborn was still unconvinced that the drow simply wasnt another petty villain, biding his time until his peoples obscacles were out of the way, and then the drow would simply slip right back into his shadowed habits. He needed the drows abilities, as the drow was a capable arcanist as well as a noted warriors. Erantaelik had his purposes, and Kharask just hoped the drow would overcome his nature, though in all honesty, the dragonborn did not believe in this. The drow was loyal, and the drow was a steadfast defender of the Two Scars. But the drow had no other choice. One thing the dragonborn saw in all of the drows actions, especially of late, was the desperation in the shadow elfs actions. He had his own goals, and Kharask was certain that at some point in the future, him and the drow would come to a crossroad. Dalanor, the silver elf. His power grew constantly, and with that, his confidence grew as well. With the return of his memories, the mages ego could be unbearable at times. His way was always correct, his words always the most important, the most profound. Kharask had dealt with those of his nature before, but believe that dalanor was at least trying to find a correct path in his life. Kharask's only worry, was that the silver elf would choose the wrong way. Ego, ambition, confidence. These could be useful, but to an undisciplined mind, they could corrupt one completely. Though he would never say so, Kharask truelly believes that for all his talk, Dalanor's will was not as strong as he professed. He believes Dalanor is on shakey, ever changing ground, and hopes that the silver elf finds some footing, using examples of his recent past, and his darker past, to show him what mistakes to avoid in his future. The future of rimoria may be in the hands of the Two Scars. Kharask believes that they will have some part in its reshaping, but the hands it has been placed in, those that must secure it, these are mortal hands, corruptable, and everchanging. The Two Scars must be vigilante against evil, and against self corruption, or all will be lost.

(Ok, i'll have more posts soon =)