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![]() Player: Mac Svan Location: Kungshamn Bohuslän, Sweden Class : Fighter Race: Human Alignment : Chaotic Good Group : None Garet Jax was born on a farm outside the town Nashkel. It was in the deep winter, and the year 1351 DR. When his brothers were out on the seedfield, he practiced with his fathers shortsword. He learned quick, and at the age of six he was very good in swordwielding. His father liked that his son was good at using the sword, so when he was in Nashkel he brougt a sword, a very long sword. He gave it to his son, and this was a real challange for the young Garet Jax. One year later in the summer the unthinkeble happend. Garet Jax was sleeping, and the sun was rising on the sky, when he suddenly woke up. It was a scream, he was sure at that. He ran to the door and twenty meters from the house he saw his father, his mother and his two brothers, and also dozen of Gnolls. Garet Jax wanted to scream, but he could'nt. He closed the door slowly and hid himself under the table. Not a good place, but he was lucky. the Gnolls never came in to the house. After hours of waiting he ran out, and found... all his family members dead... Garet Jax, did'nt know what he would do, and walked around for a week. He had not seen a single person. But just when he thought that all hope was gone, he meet a strange old man. He told the man all about his family, but the man said that he already knew all that. The man said that he had come to help, and Garet Jax followed the man to the great Candlekeep. There he learned more about everyting, and at the age of 22 he and his fosterfather started their travel to the Friendly Arm... |
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![]() Player: Paul Karczewski Web site: The Adventurer's of Gareth du Vain Location: Baltimore, MD, USA Class : Fighter-Thief(dual-class) Race: Human Alignment : True Neutral Group : The Shadow Runners |
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![]() Player: Jonas Location: 3380 Glabbeek Vlaams-Brabant, Belgium Class: Ranger Race: Elf Alignment: Neutral Good Group: I'm looking for one!!! Gawain became a ranger when his younger sister was captured by a marauding party of of evil Hobgoblins, with ettercap support. The foul ettercaps tore Gawain's parents apart, and after they were finished, the hobgoblin leaders took Gwaedrynilae, his sis, away for "keeping her as a means of pleasure". By then Gawain, only 40, returned from his trip to the nearby market and saw the massacre. He was enraged and charged the ettercaps with his enchanted flaming sword "Conflagrator". Despite his cunning, he was quickly at a disadvantage and was only saved by the interveniance of Dove's Falconhand's Band, who quickly dispatched the remaining humanoids. The elven boy wheeped a lot for the loss of his family and swore an oath to avenge his parents death and to find his litlle sister. Dove trained him to be a ranger, and Gawain, who has a rightous heart, excellent in the use of the bow and the longsword and bastard sword. From that day, he is wandering trough the Realms to find his sis. Recently, he met his youth friend Lurrien, an elven thief-mage and a sort of stepdaughter of the Mirrorshades. She convinced Gawain to settle down a while in Baldur's Gate and promised to help him in his quest to find Gwaedrynilae, after Gawain and Lurrien have become "closer" like she d'likes to call it. Because their will to do good, they both joined the Harpers. STATS: STR 18/00 DEX 19 CON 17 INT 9 WIS 17 CHAR 10 Specialized in Bow and Large Swords. Racial Enemy: Ettercaps, of course |
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![]() Player: Gnihar Location: Zhentil Keep Class: Fallen Paladin Race: Human Alignment: Chaotic Evil Group: None I didn't know the way where to go after The Harpers kicked me out. The power in me was overwhelming and had to be used somehow. I strided across the Realms finding different pleasures,taming ogres and wolves, slaying beasts, killing people. As a son of Baal, i sought the ways to join my ex-father in power. Finally, arriving in Zhentil Keep, i found it. The Zhentarim embraced me fully. Now i serve my new lord Bane, focusing my powers to mutual pleasure. |
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![]() Player: John Wagg Location: England, West Yorks Class: Ranger Race: Human/Wolf Alignment: Chaotic good Group: None yet |
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![]() Player: Brian Location: Bellingham, WA, USA Class: Conjurer Race: Half-Elf Alignment: Neutral Good Group: None Graywind hails from High Dale. The son of a secluded human sorceress and a wandering elven warrior, he knows little of his father. Graywind trained in the arts of conjuration early in his life, but sought to learn more than the Dales could teach him. Hearing of troubles in the Sword Coast, he made his way there. He was last heard of at the Friendly Arm Inn. Deep auburn hair and piercing emerald eyes are his most striking features. Usually garbed in deep forest green robes, Graywind makes his way through the country side seeking spells and adventure. He is most active in the Sword Coast in the evenings and weekends, and is still a novice. |
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![]() Player: Philip Jiricek Location: Melbourne, Australia Class : Illusionist Race: Human Alignment : Chaotic Good Group : None When the Sun's rays broke their way through the dense thicket of Cloakwood forest and shun upon the thatched rooftop of my families house I knew that today the fates were thinking of me. The morning seemed fine, after I finished collecting herbs from the river bank, father and mother called me to the house so I could once more study the arts of magic. It was then that my life changed. During memorizing a simple spell I felt a power surge through my body, suddenly without warning streams of raw energy erupted out of me, killing everybody it touched, I was the only survivor. With the memory of my parents death by my own hands fresh in my mind I knew I couldn't bare to live here. I gathered what little belongings I had, combined with my parents spell books, I left that place of torment, determined to overcome the power which lay within me. |
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![]() Player: Jeremy Haynes Web site: Krull's Page Location: Goliad Texas, USA Class : Thief Race: Wolf Alignment : Chaotic Good Group: White Knights Grimm is Jinx's faithful companion. He follows him everywhere and protects him in times of dire need. Grimm has black skin, brown hair, black eyes, and is 21 yrs. old. |
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![]() Player: D.Spradlin Location: Pikeville KY, USA Class: fighter Race: Dwarf Alignment : Chaotic Good Group: None Grimzor Battlehammer, the nephew of King Bruenor Battlehammer of Mithril Hall, has been training for the last 20 years as a Battlerager, following the routing of the Duergar from the Dwarven stronghold, he has been sent as an emmisary to discern the cause of the tainted metal and ore in the Baldur's Gate region, this fierce and capable fighter has been called the spitting image of his uncle Bruenor. Grimzor usually travels with his new fighting companion Shar Despana, the Drow Ranger. A deadly duo to those evil beings that dare to confront them. Grimzor never one to shy from a battle is more than happy to spill goblin and kobold blood, or anything else's for that matter, a true party member, and great companion to share a flaggard of mead with. 5 feet tall, Red Hair, Green eyes, Loves to spill bood with his favorite weapon, his battle axe, he is willing to adventure whenever the road calls, and the company is pleasant. (I am 32 years old and have played AD&D for 20 years, i know the game and love it) |
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![]() Player: Grishnakh Web Site: Grishnakh's Castle Location: V, BC, CAN Class: Fighter Race: Elf Alignment: Lawful Good Group: Worg Riders of Slanish Grishnakh was born in Daggerfort in 1362.Grishnakh's parents were farmers, his father who was a proud man wanted him to follow in his footsteps.When Grishnakh was about five or so years old he wandered of into Misty Forest and was knocked unconsios by a hord of roving goblins, as they walked off with the child thinking that they had gotten a good hall that evening a strange drifter dressed all in black jumped out of the trees and slew the hord of goblins and grabbed Grishnakh and brought him back to the farm but to his suprise he saw an ogre rampaging through the farmyard. When the ogre had finaly left the area the stranger picked Grishnakh up and walked over to the remains of the once rich crops of his fathers, then out of the corner of his eye he saw a hand sticking out from under a broken wagon he set Grishnakh down and wend to take a look, he feared the worst and his fears were correct both of Grishnakh's parents were killed.Over the next 11 years the drifter rased Grishnakh or Grish as he liked to call him, and taught him the skills that he had learned since he set out on his own. When Grishnakh turned 16 he said good bye to his foster father and set out on his journy to protect the world from the fate that had befallen his parents. |
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![]() Player: Benny Richard Web site: Gwildor's Shrine Bio: Gwildor Rucfurd Location: Toronto Ontario, Canada Class: Thief Race: Elf Alignment: True Neutral Group: None |
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