Posted by Kelron on November 29, 2000 at 21:54:34:
Well, I died... note to all, loved every minute... I'll forget some of you, please don't be mad =) Role, Desc, Score.... You are Kelron the Altruistic Soul, Servant of the Dawn, Shambler Fighter, level 51, 85 years old (461 hours). Your description is: Added Mon Jul 3 21:18:42 2000 at level 50: Added Mon Jul 3 21:27:32 2000 at level 50: Added Mon Jul 3 21:30:03 2000 at level 50: Added Sun Jul 9 16:45:34 2000 at level 51: Added Tue Aug 8 12:04:00 2000 at level 51: Added Sun Nov 26 20:23:56 2000 at level 51: Added Mon Nov 27 23:09:40 2000 at level 51: Kel
ICQ number is 19742095... I'll probably respond to this later.
You are old.
Race: human Sex: male Class: warrior Hometown: Galadon
You have 756/756 hit, 435/435 mana, 764/764 movement.
You have 1 practices, 0 training sessions and 0 weapon specializations.
You are carrying 1/30 items.
Your items weigh 30 pounds and 0 ounces (maximum of 427 pounds).
Str: 21(21) Int: 18(18) Wis: 18(18) Dex: 17(17) Con: 8(8) Chr: 14(14)
You have scored 444219 exp, and have 0 gold coins.
Wimpy set to 0 hit points.
You are standing.
Armor: pierce: 80 bash: 80 slash: 80 magic: 80
You are defenseless against piercing.
You are defenseless against bashing.
You are defenseless against slashing.
You are defenseless against magic.
Hitroll: 16 Damroll: 6.
You are specialized in mace.
You are specialized in polearm.
You are good. You have a neutral ethos.
You have chosen the sphere of Protection.
You are comfortable.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'warcry' modifies hit roll by 6 for 34 hours.
Skill: 'warcry' modifies save vs spell by -12 for 34 hours.
Power: 'golden aura' modifies none by 0 for 34 hours.
Power: 'golden aura' modifies hit roll by 6 for 34 hours.
Power: 'golden aura' modifies save vs spell by -12 for 34 hours.
Bathed in a silver light, this creature before you seems to be very
imposing. You first notice his shoulders are extremely well built.
Short cropped hair adorns the sharply angled face of this odd-looking
human, and bushy eyebrows droop over piercing silver eyes. A thick
moustache is very well kept, meticulously cut and trimmed to the
desired length and style. A sleeveless tunic covers his chest, and
you notice strange tattoo's course down his arms. Squinting slightly,
you realize that these are tattoo's of flames, flowing down the length
of his arms down towards the palms of his hands. The colours are so
oddly done that the flames seem to move with a life of their own, and
they give the impression that Kelron D'yaz is on fire.
Added Mon Jul 3 19:56:02 2000 at level 50:
Kelron D'yaz was born from a regular family. So regular, in fact,
that it is quite odd, even suspicious, in this day and age. His
father was a kindly farmer, and his mother was a common housewife.
Up to this point in his life, Kelron has only had to things in his
life. Protecting the innocent and needy from harm, and the pursuit
of women.
He once had a little brother, who was the runt of the family. Every
day, the village bullies, or the "Young Ruffs" as the liked to be
called, picked on little Timmy, and tried to beat him up. Kelron
has always been rather big, even at that age, and whenever little
Timmy ever needed help, Kelron would always be there to protect him.
This angered and infuriated the Young Ruffs, and they swore to make
little Timmy pay. One time, when Timmy was picking fruit from the
M'tath tree on the edge of town, the Young Ruffs showed up, giving
little Timmy no means for escape. The bullies beaten him badly, and
as it turns out, to death. Kelron mourned his brothers death for
weeks, but instead of getting a mean and painful revenge, he let the
bullies live with the guilt in their souls for the rest of their
lives. From that day, Kelron has sworn an oath to protect all those
that are innocent and helpless from harm, for as long as he lives.
There is only one thing that has a chance of getting in the way
of completing the oath that Kelron has sworn to fulfill. That is
his other passion: women. All his life, Kelron has felt that, as he calls them, the "finer sex" finds him inadequate. It is due
to this feeling of inadequacy that Kelron has devoted much of his
time to appear gallant and charismatic to all the females he comes
in contact with. The positive responses that he gets from them is
what gives him the fuel that is needed to follow his oath, be it
a smile, a wink, or even a merry giggle. Anything that shows that
his company is enjoyed from the "finer sex" allows him to keep his
mind set on his task. It is off this desire, this... lust, that he
feeds, and if he does not get his dose of "feeding" from a female
then his morale drops substantially, and it takes a significant
flirtation from a lady to get his heart back to its rightful spot.
He is interested in almost all ladies that he interacts with, be
they a Servant of the Dawn, or of no or another allegiance. Any
lady that is of human, half-elven or elven race is a target in
mind, and he will stop at almost no means to make them accept him.
It is because of this nature that his name is branded in many towns
as a womanizer, or a hopeless romantic. One day, these feelings
may end up being far too much for him, and he may lose his fragile
grasp on his quest, and may only find indulgance in the company of
women. Every day is a constant struggle to maintain his sanity.
Due to numerous events in Kelron's recent life, he has started to see
things in a different light. He is very convinced that nothing is as
it seems, nothing is natural. Everything that happens is because of a
greater reason, everything that happens was destined to happen: it is
fate. And although his current beliefs of religion lies in the area
of Lady Raisa, he knows that even if chosen to bear her mark, all of
his actions, and all the actions of others, happens because of fate.
Although he will always try his best to fulfill his duties as one who
protects other, it has been accepted that if he were to fail in some
way, it would not be his fault, or the fault of any other. It will
be because of fate.
It has been quite a while since Sladin's death. It hit Kelron quite
hard, because it had always seemed to him that Sladin would live for
just about ever. Sladin's final wish was that he protect the lady
Ekirhal, for the rest of his life. It was not too long after that
when he proposed to the Lady. They got engaged, but have not been
married yet to this point. At first, Kelron was quite eager to be wed, but after spending much of his time with Lady Pariva, it seems
that his interest started to wander elsewhere... to Lady Pariva.
Lady Pariva has been quite unhealthy for a long time, and this was
almost too much for poor Kelron. After this, he decided it was his
duty to try to make her healthier. He spoke to Lord Eryndorial of
his wishes, and He looked into it as best he could. After his research
he discovered that there was one way, although it was quite dangerous.
Undeterred, he agreed, and followed the directions of Lord Eryndorial.
He joined hand with Lady Pariva and the Lord, and and as the Lord
chanted, so a light grew, brighter and brighter, until Kelron was
forced to close his eyes. A sickening sensation ran through his
body, and he felt as if part of him had been drained... and indeed
it had. A part of his life had been suffused into the body of
Lady Pariva, creating a bond stronger then any in all of Thera.
Earlier this month, Kelron found out that his best friend, Shadisdros, had been taken away.
Now he is under the impression that Shadisdros just played a trick on everyone, and believes that he is with him all the time, and even has conversations with him.
And with the recent death of the Apostle Lyseria, Kelron came to see the Light of Sanity. The thing that Shadisdros would do would be to follow Lady Lyseri
a wherever she went.
And thus believing that this is what happened, Kelron came to accept his death as a gallant act of faithfulness.