Dagma "The Twin Bladed" Clan Wrus

Written by Roulant " The Bone Jangler" of Pyrus

Race

Gloom

Classes (First 20 levels)

5 Rogue, 5 Filidh, 10 Thief of life

Ability Scores

Str 18, Dex 35, Con 21, Int 18, Wis 15, Cha 18

Journal entry (DM entry)

The world is cruel, and unforgiving. The faster you learn this young reader, the faster you will gather power. Power... its the key to everything, not the power of armies and nations. But the fear that you instill in those around. Nations crumble at my feet, the fiends are too afraid to attack, the Rakshasa see me as more dangerous to fight than to leave me be. They all forget themselves, lesser beings who stand no chance. But then theres those who serve me, purebloods who think themselves strong. They always do... until they don't. I have spies everywhere, I know everything, and yet they still hide. The world will soon see what the Gloom can do, and with my leadership, what the half breeds we enslave can do. 

Alignment (with detail)

Chaotic Evil, my ends justify whatever I must do. Understand this, the world will throw everything it has at you and you gotta throw everything back. Any way, any how, all must fall and bow. 

Notable Deeds

Conquest of the Gloom lands and the assasination of Ogeron Grunaga personally. 
 

Religion (if any)

Sabbah, though not as if I worship or stand by its tenets. Just to keep up appearances. 
 

Physical Traits

Though i may be young, having only aged two hundred and ten years. I stand tall, with my darkened skin as black as the night. And an average height and weight for anyone such as myself who is infected with lycanthropy. But you would be smart to not ask young scholar. 
 

Notable Comrades

Gregsmaratam though only for the briefest of moments. 
 

Notable Rivals

Torgez Kllozin, he is going to be mine, and I will have him. In this life or the next. 
 

Organizations (If any)

None
 

Notable Items

The Mother's Boots:


An item said to grant the user the ability to vanish before ones eyes, though only when turned into a beast. Those who are not affected by lycanthropy cannot wear this item without being given the disease. The boots seem at first to appear as normal laboring boots as if made by a cobbler. Upon closer inspection the inside seems to be lined with the hair of whatever beast the wearer turns into. When in full beast lycanthrope form, these boots grant the user the ability to cast Greater Invisibility on themselves up to four times per day, as well as grants a plus thirty to all move silently and hide checks while in beast form. 
 

Ambition

To make the fiends mine, but long term I wish to see the realization of a new world. Not something so boring as a snow beard conquering the world, or the cry of help from some useless god. But one in which the gloom rule as the strongest through right of power!