Description
A darkened, soot colored dwarf enters into your vision, his eyes
unnaturally arresting. He stands tall on average amoung his kin
in the underdark, and is built like a boulder. Thick, well-defined
muscles cover the whole of his body. Carrying himself with nervous
anticipation, this duergar seems trained enough to have rough
calluses all over his hand, as well as the blue-tinge to his wrists.
While his gaze may be deadly in its' calmness, his face belies that,
his mouth hanging open in a maniacal grin. As you look closer,
you notice that...
Role
Bladeweaver's credo
Added Sun Nov 27 21:10:54 2005 at level 3:
Hone your skills. An instrument of death must be unparalleled in training.
Do not harm the priests of the Lord Khasotholas.
Do not let injury cause your will to falter. Death must come to
our foes, whether by lone combat of a massive ambush.
Be wary of the Barbarians. They shall fear your abilities, and seek to
bring their blades against you. Slaughter them, cull their ranks, then they
shall be cowered sufficiently.
Above all, remain an instrument of death, random, unprejudiced.
Ug'haka mun vohta. Bukdi aht mun vohta.
(An ancient underdark tongue, meaning 'Death to our enemies. Death to them all').
Brief early History
Added Sat Dec 3 10:13:01 2005 at level 18:
It is said that a certain clan of duergar set off from their brethren in
the Underdark many years ago, discontent and murder in their hearts. Not
different from any other Duergar, other than one fact. They were led by
a powerful, charismatic priest. This priest drove the clan to the far reaches
of the Underdark, and as more and more of their clan began to fall to
the horrific beasts that lurked in the nastier places, the ones that
survived became something other than normal duergar. Protecting the priest
with their life became almost a mantra. Soon, they found a place to
finally rest. And thus, the story of Uurakhi Gloomblade begins.
Early years (RP motivation)
Added Sat Dec 3 21:41:21 2005 at level 20:
Uurakhi was born to a Bakhalla the Fierce, a warrior in the
tribe of Tax'hakka, one the few female duergar left in the fierce tribe.
As he was born, the baby wailed long and hard, a good sign for the
warrior. She knew this one would be a great Bladeweaver in service
of the Great God Khasotholas.
The Bladeweaver was a warrior of the tribe that swore a blood oath upon
upon the Sacred Blade to give his life in bringing death to others.
While all members of the tribe are trained with weapons from their
childhood, not all of them become Bladeweavers. It is to say, the best
of the best.
The bladeweaver seeks to bring about the Order of the Lord Khasotholas
in a subverted role upon the communities of the Underdark. Assassinations
being the norm, the bladeweaver is also trained to fight large number of foes
yet able to escape unfettered to accomplish his mission. Elves are to
be slain on sight, unless their continued survival would aid Khasotholas.
All members of the village of barbarians are to slain on sight, for they
are an affront to the Bladeweavers, who consider themselves the pinnacle
of warrior arts.
Status so far
Added Thu Dec 15 20:02:31 2005 at level 31:
Uurakhi is very disappointed with his progress in his guild. His training will
increase for he has found himself wanting at many times.
New developments
Added Sun Jan 15 01:59:59 2006 at level 36:
Recently, Uurakhi has began to change many of his views on the world. Too few
Priests of Khasotholas walk the lands, as the only ones he sees with regularity
are Falun, the Tribunal Provost. He met a competant, headstrong priest named Remaron earlier
in his travels, and aided him well, slaying a villager and a member of the Fortress
under the priests' direction. However, in recent days, he has not seen Remaron, and
begins to chafe from inactivity. His faith in the Lord Khasotholas begans to unravel,
and he has been approached once already by the powerful magi seeking to Build
something to combat the Villagers.
Surprisingly enough, he has found a new enemy to be feared and watched with
paranoia...The Outlanders of Thar-Eris. Twice he has found himself slain by their
members, once by the now-Harbringer, Aeria, and by another of her guild in swift manner.
In future dealings with these wild adventurers, Uurakhi will rely on numbers and
and certainty, for his blades alone have not been able to get the job done.