Rise of the Ja'zhir
Thalen d’Lerou, level 9
Hybrid Paladin: Hybrid Paladin Fortitude
Eldritch Pact (Hybrid): Fey Pact (Hybrid)
Hybrid Warlock: Hybrid Warlock Reflex
Hybrid Talent: Paladin Armor Proficiency
Arcane Implement Proficiency: Arcane Implement Proficiency (heavy blade group)
Background: Birth – Blessed (+2 to Religion)
FINAL ABILITY SCORES
Str 14, Con 14, Dex 14, Int 8, Wis 14, Cha 20.
Starting Ability Scores
Str 13, Con 12, Dex 13, Int 8, Wis 14, Cha 16.
AC: 27 Fort: 19 Reflex: 19 Will: 21
HP: 72 Surges: 10 Surge Value: 18
Religion +10, Diplomacy +16, Heal +11
Acrobatics +4, Arcana +3, Bluff +9, Dungeoneering +6, Endurance +4, History +3, Insight +8, Intimidate +9, Nature +6, Perception +6, Stealth +4, Streetwise +9, Thievery +4, Athletics +4
Level 1: Hybrid Talent
Level 2: Arcane Implement Proficiency
Level 4: Melee Training (Charisma)
Level 6: Toughness
Level 8: Group Defense
Dilettante: Burning Spray
Hybrid at-will 1: Enfeebling Strike
Hybrid at-will 1: Eyebite
Hybrid encounter 1: Dreadful Word
Hybrid daily 1: Decree of Khirad
Hybrid utility 2: Ethereal Stride
Hybrid encounter 3: Righteous Smite
Hybrid daily 5: Hallowed Circle
Hybrid utility 6: Wrath of the Gods
Hybrid encounter 7: Divine Reverence
Hybrid daily 9: Ray of Reprisal
Adventurer’s Kit, Magic Glaive +1, Wrestler’s Gloves (heroic tier), Medallion of Death Deferred +2, Potion of Healing (heroic tier) (3), Symbol of Resilience +2, Loadstone of the Planes (heroic tier), Gith Plate Armor of Eyes +3
Thalen was born to a poor woman in Herimak, the capital of Herios. His father, Perciul, died before he was born, so Thalen never knew him. After Perciul’s death, Thalen’s mother Jina had a hard time trying to provide for her family.
As a boy, Thalen was always small for his age, and he never quite felt like he fit in. He saw the world in a different way than the other kids. He found beauty in the simplest things: the way light reflected off water in a freshly drawn bucket or the sound of a bustling crowd at the market.
One day while Thalen was watching a gentle breeze dance through the vibrant autumn leaves, a stranger approached him. The man was an Eladrin clad in elegant armor baring the Star of Corellon. The armored man inquired as to what had Thalen’s rapt attention. After hearing Thalen’s tale of the breeze dancing on the leaves, the armored man simply smiled and sat down to watch the leaves with him.
After a short while, Thalen’s mother found them both there. Rising quickly and giving an impressive bow, the elegantly armored man introduced himself as Verithal Dendrosil. Verithal explained to Jina that he thought Thalen was special and offered to take him back to the monastery at Larou for education and training in ways of Corellon. At first Jina was uncertain, but she knew she could not provide for Thalen the way the monastery could. Reluctantly, she agreed to let Thalen leave with Verithal.
Thalen was both excited and saddened by the opportunity. Verithal seemed to look at the world in the same way he did, but he knew he would miss his mother dearly. Thalen’s mother was, after all, the only one who cared about or showed an interest in him.
It all happened so fast. Thalen left two days after his chance meeting with Verithal. He traveled with a small caravan containing a few armed men, like Verithal, a few priests, and their ox drawn carts. The caravan had traveled to Herimak for a festival. They also sold the goods they made – finely woven garments and beautiful artwork – and bought things the monastery at Larou needed.
Traversing dangerous country, the caravan was ambushed by bandits. However, Verithal and the other armored men made short work of them. Corellon would have smiled at the way the men flowed across the field of battle, gracefully thwarting the bandits with ease. It was as beautiful as it was violent. Thalen knew then what he wanted to learn in Larou.
Thalen studied and grew at the monastery. He was not trained in combat until two years later. By this time he had started to grow rapidly. Thalen was no longer small for his age and was a good match for the others when combat training started. All the while he had been writing to his mother diligently and promising to come visit as soon often as he could. Thalen’s visits back home with his mother were few and far between, but he always cherished them. He gave to her what money he could, which was not much.
Being personally mentored by Verithal, Thalen’s skill at arms grew as rapidly as his body. Before long, he was one of the best students. Upon coming of age and completing his training, Thalen was officially inducted into the order. His duties took him far and wide, spreading the message of Corellon and protecting his followers.
There had been murmurs for as long as Thalen could remember about the Ja’zhir empire. It seemed every few years some far away nation had fallen under their might. However, before anyone knew it, the Ja’zhir were at Herios’ doorstep. At the Queen’s request, the monastery sent as many able men as it could, including Thalen, but not Verithal, to help defend the nation.
When the battle came, it was fierce and overwhelming. Herios stood no chance. Thalen and a few others from his army unit fled with their lives. The Ja’zhir had already taken Herimak. Worried what became of his mother, he fled and lived. He and his companions eventually come to the city of Talme in Miskevar, which contained refugees from many nations that had fallen to the Ja’zhir.
Thalen lives on now to find what became of his mother, Jina, when Herimak was sacked and in hopes of finding Verithal, his mentor and friend.