Good Wizards Part 1
The aroma of burning embers echoed the once stronger smell of smoke within the inn’s sleeping chamber. Dusk had fallen over the world and there was a single moment of total darkness before a small glimmer of light returned. Dragonshard lamps and lanterns illuminated the streets and several homes. Candles and oil brought visibility to other abodes. The fire was about to go out, having reached its climax long ago. The apprentice amused himself, thinking he and the flame were alike in that regard.
Designs of a smile crossed his mind yet didn’t appear on his lips. Jerard was tired. A thin layer of sweat managed to stick to him. It was Vorka’s fault he had been dirtied again. Her body grinding against his produced new sensations. New reasons for his body to pump rarely used adrenaline. It gave him pause.
There was a Cleansing Stone by the lobby. Old Man Morit, as the patrons dubbed him, didn’t put up a fee for its use. That was good, Jerard thought. Was there a point in cleaning himself, however? Coming back to bed with Vorka was his only intention for the evening. Being in bed was his only intention for the next few days as long as he had enough silver and gold.
The ruins were behind them; an adventure over and done with. Refar shouldn’t have any complaints if a sandstorm just so happened to block his path back to Sharn.
Abruptly a soft sensation reached into the Apprentice’s mind, pulling him from his thoughts. Marching down his thigh, Vorka’s hand danced a tease while her smile accompanied the act. A pair of freshly sharpened tusks framed her bottom lip. They were a dark green bordering on black from to her lipstick. With large, naturally narrowed eyes common for Orcish tribespeople near the Demon Wastes. Yet her eyebrows were thin and delicate, well-kept and edged.
She smiled, encouraging a brilliant beam from Jerard. They could exchange words at that moment. Words of pleasure or comfort. What words could express their eyes conveyed more. Reaching up to Vorka’s face, Jerard’s hand seemed smaller, almost like a child. Yet he had just become a man in some cultures. The contradiction was humorous to him. A soft kiss connected them. For the second time this night, Jerard experienced peace.
Jerard's Journal Ordered oldest to newest
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I'm Different
14th Rhaan 986 K
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Spoiled Mind of an Old Youth
23rd of Nymm 995 YK
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Letter to Grandfather and Grand Mother
9th of Sypheros, 998 YK
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Letter to Father and Mother
9th of Sypheros, 998 YK
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Letter to Mentor
9th of Sypheros, 998 YK
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Good Wizards Part 1
20th of Nymm, 996 YK
14th Rhaan 986 K
23rd of Nymm 995 YK
9th of Sypheros, 998 YK
9th of Sypheros, 998 YK
9th of Sypheros, 998 YK
20th of Nymm, 996 YK
The major events and journals in Jerard's history, from the beginning to today.
Good Wizards Part 1
The aroma of burning embers echoed the once stronger smell of smoke within the inn’s sleeping chamber. Dusk had fallen over the world and there was a single moment of total darkness before a small glimmer of light returned. Dragonshard lamps and lantern...
03:06 am - 16.12.2020Letter to Mentor
Refar, The new branch is coming along nicely. I shall send my reports and all the needed information to the Council within a month following this letter. But a request for budgets and additional necessities will come sooner. I write however not to ...
09:30 pm - 30.07.2020Letter to Father and Mother
To My Honored Father and Mother I have made it to Millmire safely. The city is of a unique layout, with even more interesting peoples. I feel good at the prospect of forming connections in this city. The Archive is now up and the classes will begin aft...
09:29 pm - 30.07.2020Letter to Grandfather and Grand Mother
To My Beloved Grandparents, The trip to Millmire came swifter than I expected. This land is filled with so many interesting and unique peoples. It is a shame I will be spending most of my time working. The first few days were filled with meetings and i...
09:28 pm - 30.07.2020Spoiled Mind of an Old Youth
Forced on repeat in the oppressive heat. Meshed mind of rusted cogs. Rancid bog home to the delusion fog twenty years deep five years long. Scaling the sheer wall to grasp the precious. Evolve, break out from my chrysalis. Climb, climb, c...
10:05 pm - 09.07.2020I've been thinking about home recently. I don't know how mother and my father are fairing. I would like to know what they think of me gaining an apprentice.
03:06 am - 30.06.2020I'm Different
"Today I found out I am different. And I hate it. I don't like how my body looks. I hate. Today Karnisa invited me to go swimming with her. It was thrilling. She looked so pretty with her hair up. I could see her blue eyes. It's what everyone ta...
04:08 am - 27.06.2020The list of amazing people following the adventures of Jerard.
Social
Birthplace
Audrian
Current Residence
Silvertoe Boarding House
Contacts & Relations
Refar Kiltour a.k.a. Dux-Weaver: Refar is Jerard's mentor, master, and if you probe deep enough, a nightmare. The long-living elf was the only disciple of Morgran the Shaman, a dwarf who studied the Dragon Prophecy. Refar taught some of those teachings to Jerard. A shrewd, sly, and manipulative man. His goals seem to be the same as the 10th Council; gaining knowledge for knowledge's sake. Jerard feels there is something darker to the man, but was never able to figure it out. Having sent the wizard on most of his early missions and adventures, Refar knows the insides and outs of almost all subjects and the Archive's workings. If either needs anything from or for the organization, the other will reluctantly listen.
Vorka: A Friar and Cleric of the Silver Flame. She is an adventurer who seeks to bring about change through many small acts of good. Hoping they will one day magnify into a large difference in the world. A kind-hearted, but nowhere-near-meek- half-orc woman. Through happenstance, Vorka and Jerard have crossed paths a number of times out in the world. Many times as allies on a similar path, or meeting in a rest stop, inn, or tavern. On a few occasions, when Jerard operated in subtler ways, they acted as adversaries without her knowing. Vorka became a person Jerard confessed all his sins and thoughts to. The last time they met, they shared a night together. Jerard ran off before daybreak, confused by his own actions. Leaving behind a token of his affection.
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Lore Master
Headmaster
Tri-Spell
Family Ties
The Ali'Stre family, located in Aundair, has a history of producing impressive wizards. A multitude are capable Warmages utilizing warmagic. Few others simply are renowned for mastering two schools of magic. The current patriarch of the minor house is Gerald Ali'Stre, with his wife Lilianna Vecna. Their only child being Jerard.
Noteworthy members:
Ananta Ali'Stre The Excitable: Jerard's grandfather, Ananta is clever and uses his age to deceive others into thinking he is weak and harmless. While not seen as a threat, this allows Ananta some peace as he continues to live his life filled with antics and shenanigans that cause his wife and grandchild to smile and laugh. But the rest to worry. Once known as Ananta the Polyscalpter, he is a powerful wizard. Wise in the field of Transmutation.
Sarala Ali'Stre Meeker: Jerard's grandmother. Once a combat medic, her devotion to the Sovergin Host grants healing abilities. These healing abilities, along with her traditional training as a doctor brought Sarala much praise and gratitude during the Last War. Having lost her eye, she replaced it was a small crystal that acts as a magnifying glass used during examinations. An outwardly stern woman, she delights in the mischief her husband often gets himself into. Yet expects better from her children and younger family.
Gerald Ali'Stre: Jerard's father and the current patriarch of the family. Known as Gerarld the Ward, his knowledge in Abjuration and outsiders has often aided the Druids of the Eldeen Reach in suppressing aberrant forces seeking to enter Eberron. He also is in charge of sponsoring several small groups of adventurers, a museum, and several local businesses in the town their estate resides in. Though he is a smart and charming man, his relationship with Jerard is mostly estranged. Having almost no say in how he was raised. Even while his son is in his mid-twenties, he struggles to find any common ground, or show affection. Though he tries when he is given the chance.
Liliana Vecna: The mother of Jerard. A sorceress with draconic blood, she is a master of divination rituals. Not much is known about Liliana before she met Gerald and married him. She claims to have no memories of her past before a year or so before their meeting. Up until her son entered the Arcana Iblis Archive, she remained home to raise and watch him. Frequently having clients come to her. After he left home, she began to travel all the time. Always keeping her activities and destinations out of the conversation.
Religious Views
While the world of Eberron has many religions, Jerard respects those who go down their chosen path. In turn, he practices a sort of animist view. Acting as though a portion of the Progenitor Wyrms resides in all things. Thus, all things have spirit and soul. The whole of the universe is his God, and his God is within everything. The Good and Bad Aspects, along with the Neutral Aspects.
Mannerisms
Tends to use "Love" when referring to those he wishes to form a connection with. Whether that is friendship or something deeper.