François
Class
Sorcerer
Subclass
Spellfire Sorcery
Level
Five
Commentary
An ancient tome. A sunburst. A glaive long and sharp sparkling in the sunshine. Line of blood. Feathers in a cloud. Eruption of colors like ice crystals in the cold mountain sky. Dead eyes. Sheep two legged and four. The anguish of losing a friend. The hunger after a fast. Twisted - looking down from the cliff but sideways. Wrong but satisfying. Heat like liquid earth erupting from talons. Charred flesh. Flight is flight is freedom.
Word Around Town Name
"I'm not sure where he came from, but François seemed to have a bit of trouble fitting in here in Rathgar. Must be difficult not being able to say what's on your mind. And having everyone afraid of you because of how you look, off course. But I think it's best that he left. after what happened of course, but people can be so distrustful of the unknown. Its a bid sad, really." -Antonio Brenkin
"It has a name? Its a monster., not a person. It attacked without warning, wielding foul magics and killed without remorse. Don't tell me it's name. Bring me it's head on a pike" - Sergeant Edwyn Smythe
"He has a glorious soul, blazing with unapologetic power. I can only hope we meet again under better circumstances so that we can trade tales. - Baldric Loganborne
Eric Polovich