Theorale The Martyr

The Martyr Theorale Monger

Theorale the Martyr is perhaps one of the few universally extolled heroes of Errilor, her exploits being not only selfless but world healing as well. Born to a family of fishermen on the coast of what is now Barum, she was a spirited child, and had made her own vessel by the age of 12. When she inevitably left home at the age of 18, it was with nothing but the clothes on her back, her father's herpoon and her mother's torc.
Within months she was already well known for her heroism in the surrounding towns, within a year she was a household name within the kingdom and by her 27th birthday she had traveled the world and rescued many of its citizens from evil. It is her young age along with her capacity for empathy that makes her passing all the more tragic.
When the titans that dwelt in the Abyss attempted to return to Erillor and aid their failing brethren, a team of priests was sent to the mountains of Nazgah to close the growing schism between planes. Theorale, of course, was one of those who volunteered to go with them. The mission went horribly wrong, and the group found themselves beset by demons spewing from the hellish dimension. Retreating to an abandoned monastery near the epicenter of the tear after losing several of their party, Theorale hurried the priests inside, telling them to begin the ritual to close the barrier.
The remaining priests began their ritual, working ever harder as the sounds of battle came from outside the door. When the last chants had died away, the priests collapsed, exhausted from the trial. Shortly, they noticed that the noises from without had stopped and, with much trepidation, opened the door. Demonic corpses littered the mountain pass outside of the monastery, and their vile blood stained the rock beneath them.
There, seemingly angelic compared to the distorted form of the demons, lay the body of Theorale, her arms and legs covered in a multitude of deep lacerations. Her trusty harpoon could be seen a short distance away, sticking from the heart of a fallen Goristro. Though she must have been in great pain at the end, her face was a mask of calm, and here blue eyes gazed ever more on the clear azure sky.
Though the rift between planes still sits, hanging ominously over the land of Nazgah, it is too small to allow any but the lowest of Abyssal demons to pass through, and its influence is limited to the surrounding mountains and swamps. Undoubtedly, without the sacrifice of Theorale, the entire world would have been covered in darkness and chaos.

Life

2253 2280

Circumstances of Death

Died whilst defending the priests of the divine as they attempted to close the growing rift between Errilor and the Abyss.

Eyes

Light Blue

Hair

Shoulder length, curly brunette

Height

5'9"