Paladin oath of conquest rp ideas, help pls

[lordorinko]

Hi everyone, a friend of mine is running a d&d 5e campaign. We have played a lot of them before but this is a new one and we have only played one session so far. He is planning this one to be a long one. So this time i really wanted a character that really is fleshed out. I started with a fighter in the first game because casters weren't allowed and we would be able to change it after the first session. So i've decided to play a Paladin Oath of Conquest. Whose name is CRODAN. I've played paladin in 5e only once before and i wasn't very good at RP part which is big in our sessions. So i really want this one to be better. I've written an extensive background from a narrator's perspective in word and i'm going to add our sessions to the document from character's perspective after each session to make a memoir for our game after we finish this long campaign. I would very much like the constructive criticism and ideas for both gameplay and RPing.

Link to the revised version
(https://drive.google.com/open?id=1TrImrpry659Pnggclp0jHP1uYkBJkV1k)
If you don't want to see the print version format here is text only version (i'm putting it as spoiler since it is long)

Crodan have born in first of july, 1516 as an aasimar and had been raised as a good person. He enrolled to the militia force of Halagard to achieve good deeds, at the age of 17 since he was strong enough.

One day he received a mission from his superiors to infiltrate an evil cult to learn more about them and their goal. He lived among the cultists for almost a month and heard rumors about a sacrificial ritual that was soon to happen and continued to protect his cover to learn more.

At last the day that the sacrifice would happed had arrived. Cultist fanatics brought a young woman to the sacrificial alter and leader cultist started an enchantment with a dagger in his hand. Crodan felt uneasy about the whole situation and blew his cover as the leader was preparing to strike the dagger to the girl’s chest. Crodan grabbed the girl from her arm and started to run to the exit. He killed three followers during the chaos and received some wounds himself.

After half-day of travel to Halagard he head to the garrison to report the situation to his superiors. He told all the information he had gathered about the cult and how he saved a young woman that was about to be sacrificed. While he was waiting for commends his commander said ‘’This woman might be already cursed! We don’t need another problem in our hands!’’ and he took the order to execute the woman he saved. He was shook. He said he will execute her but asked for time to interrogate her.

About one hour later, grabbed the half-stunned girl and ran away from Halagard. As the darkness fell to the sky he decided to take a rest in a cave located at the bottom of the West Wall mountains near the Talath pass.

As the girl regained her consciousness they have started to chat. The girl said her name was Syira and told him about the murder of her family by the cultists and her being kidnapped by them for sacrifice. As the night had proceeded, they have grown fond of each other and decided to settle to a place far enough
from Haladar. They took a 3 day road and found a small town that was half day away from the City of Ormpur. The two who had became closer during the road have gotten married after a short time. Since aasimars don’t have a surname, he took Syira’s surname.

Fay.

He was 18 and she was 17.

Crodan was working as a tavern guard while Syira was staying at home. Crodan’s job was mostly cleaning after closing and escorting drunk troublemakers out of the inn rather than actual guarding. This life style had continued for nearly three years.

But one night Syira started to have nightmares and started mumbling words that
neither of the two knew. Crodan got worried and started to investigate about the language and learned that his wife was talking in infernal tongue. In hopes to find a solution he started a religious and military training in a temple of Tempus, lord of war, locaeted in the city of Ormpur.

After a month he discovered that Syira was mumbling the rest of the ritual. During this time she had gotten weaker and sickly. She was spending the day in the bed and couldn’t get any sleep at night.

Then one night while Cronan was lying in the bed Syira started mumbling again, he jumped out of the bed after hearing that her voice became crackling and saw Syira with greyish skin and bloodshot eyes. She jumped on Crodan, he panicked, threw a punch with all his strenght and knocked her unconscious. He decided that he cannot control her situation any longer and tied her to a sturdy place in their home with a chain that he found. He was too afraid to tell anyone about this event and gotten himself to fix this as a mission.

After learning Infernal tongue completely he started to put more effort to his military training in the temple. For two months he head straight to temple every dawn, heading back home at night to take care of his beloved. Sometimes he stayed at the temple untill the night to fasten his training.

One night, near to the dawn hours he was heading home from the temple, as he got inside he had seen four armed man dressed in Halagard leather armors. Their swords were drawn and there were dripping blood on the edge of one. He looked at the place he tied Syira and saw his beloved wife lying on the ground in a pool of blood with a slash on her throat.

The sun was rising, Croden started to see red and prayed to Tempus ‘’Lord of war, give me the power of your judgement!’’ he wasn’t hearing the soldiers’ Yield! command as a surge of energy exploded within him. A darkened atmosphere surrounded the room as his facial features started to resemble an undead. Crodan became a fallen for asking to save his fiendly cursed wife Tempus’ had heard his pray for power and this was the toll. But his only trouble was the four man that killed his wife.

As the man that was becoming bigger in eyes of soldiers was walking towards them with giving deep breathes of anger. He said ‘’ Who had given you the right to take my Syira’s life. Who! Had made you the Judge?! Well i am both the judge and the wrath now!’’ He took his maul in his two hands and bashed three of the men’s skulls as one of them headed to the exit. He grabbed the chains that were binding her wife and caught the man with them. As the man was trying to crawl to exit Crodan strike the man with all his force.

It was morning hours.

He had came to the Ormpur with Syira’s dead body in his hand asking to priests to bring her back to life. They said they will perform the revivifying ritual but during the preparation they have realized that she had influenced by an evil spell. They’ve told Crodan that she is cursed and counted as a fiend at their belief and refused to continue. With the anger from the words he had heard, he grabbed the body of Syira and left the temple.

He had dig a grave under their home and buried Syira. As he entered the house he had seen four dead bodies lying on the floor, one of them still bounded by the chains. He wrapped the chains on his forearm grabbed his maul and left his house heading to Ormpur again since he would not be able stay there anymore.

He went to the bar he used to work and asked if he could stay for a couple of days. He changed his name to Lenard and he was hiding him being an aasimar. If anybody asked his surname he would say Lenard of Ormpur.

Six years have passed. Cronan became 24 years old.

He started drinking and became arrogant, he spent all of his savings and small amounts of earnings on alcohol, food and sleeping. His hair became longer and started to show grays. He had grown a thin scruffed beard and a mustache since he was rarely shaving. He had a gotten two tattoos one on his right arm, face of her deceased wife Syira; one on his back, a lion’s face within a sun to remember him the dawn that Tepmus had heard his pray. But he was not showing his tattoos since he wanted his identity to be hidden.

Then one day he decided that he will leave Ormpur and make a new start at a diffrent city. This place had became to small. He traveled to samargol and applied to only job he knew, a soldier. His belief to Tempus became strong again. He lessened the drinking but it was still too much. He still wasn’t taking care of himself too much. He tried to collect information about the cult but gave up after finding nothing.

He is 26 now,

continuing his life in an army of Samargol and is not well liked by the soldiers because of his behaivor.





TL,DR: I want criticism and RP/background ideas or any ideas about the paladin oath of conquest. Please check the link first.

PS: i don't own any of the artworks in this document i simply took them from google images. Thanks to the awesome creators of these artworks.

[Davrix]

Ok first

Please post a document that doesn't have this crappy background that makes it difficult to read the text.

Second

i've not read it all yet because I started to get a headache from trying but I don't understand the logic behind he order to have the women killed. she was a sacrifice and saved and then evil happens because evil? I can understand if you don't want the players to know all the details but you have to fill in the logic. is she some sort of witness, were the orders given by someone high up who was part of the cult and he wants no survivors ? does she know something and someone want her dead?

I can't read the rest of it right now but let me give you some advice as i have been doing a conquest paladin for the past year or so. Above all else customize the oaths to your story. Write them down because in 5e your oath is what bonds you to your power not your god. Just make sure those oaths are in line with the Fear and brutal mind set conquest is known for. If you find yourself writing oaths that don't sound in line with that, maybe see if Devotion or Vengeance fits the bill better.

[lordorinko]

Ok first

Please post a document that doesn't have this crappy background that makes it difficult to read the text.

Second

i've not read it all yet because I started to get a headache from trying but I don't understand the logic behind he order to have the women killed. she was a sacrifice and saved and then evil happens because evil? I can understand if you don't want the players to know all the details but you have to fill in the logic. is she some sort of witness, were the orders given by someone high up who was part of the cult and he wants no survivors ? does she know something and someone want her dead?

I can't read the rest of it right now but let me give you some advice as i have been doing a conquest paladin for the past year or so. Above all else customize the oaths to your story. Write them down because in 5e your oath is what bonds you to your power not your god. Just make sure those oaths are in line with the Fear and brutal mind set conquest is known for. If you find yourself writing oaths that don't sound in line with that, maybe see if Devotion or Vengeance fits the bill better.

thanks man i will check on it. Sorry if it is not really understandable i was at work while doing this and english is not my main language. The main idea of choosing oath of conq was to play a character that is almost like a frightful barbarian, that spreads fear if he gets angry or cornered.

[Malifice]

thanks man i will check on it. Sorry if it is not really understandable i was at work while doing this and english is not my main language. The main idea of choosing oath of conq was to play a character that is almost like a frightful barbarian, that spreads fear if he gets angry or cornered.

I dont know what your primary language is, but in English you break walls of text down into paragraphs.

Each paragraph should be a sentence or two maximum, then a line of clear space, then the next paragraph.

Otherwise the text is largely unreadable, and harder to follow.

[kraitmarais]

You spam the board with junk posts just to gain the ability to post a link, and then link a giant, unbroken, unformatted block of text and ask for feedback.

You haven’t done much to give anyone a reason to help you.

[2D8HP]

TL,DR: I want criticism and RP/background or any ideas about the paladin oath of conquest. Please check the link firstHere's the link to the backstory (https://drive.google.com/open?id=1ni1L4Fb9lqcN4PpLisjViwgY6mIvbWN_)


I think you'll get more advice if you post the back-story in this thread, instead of just a link.

If you're worried that the length of the story will make page loading too slow, you may put it in a "spoiler box" like this:

]the Back-story[/COLOR]

Which will result in:

the Back-story

To make it easier to read, please keep the paragraphs short, and put spaces between them so:

A short paragraph.

Another short parageaph.

A third paragraph.

:
Instead of:
A short paragraph.Another short parageaph.A third paragraph.

[lordorinko]

Thanks everyone;

All of them are taken into considerations thanks anyone who had given a criticism good or bad i will separate the paragraphs, shorten the amount of sentences per one, post it in a spoiler as a text and change the background image. Any other advices will also be taken into considerations i want this one to be a good memory for my party since we will invest a lot of time in this campaign. Thanks all

PS: i will not be able to edit the text and re-post it again soon enough but any further criticism will also be appreciated. Also if you have any ideas that would be a nice flavor, please do tell them.

[lordorinko]

You spam the board with junk posts just to gain the ability to post a link, and then link a giant, unbroken, unformatted block of text and ask for feedback.

You haven’t done much to give anyone a reason to help you.

I'm sorry this is my first time being in a forum. I've got a warning about spamming i've tried to warn people for them to skip by adding (spam) to the end of the title. But i didn't know replies would also count as posts . I'm sorry again

[lordorinko]

I dont know what your primary language is, but in English you break walls of text down into paragraphs.

Each paragraph should be a sentence or two maximum, then a line of clear space, then the next paragraph.

Otherwise the text is largely unreadable, and harder to follow.

My main language is Turkish, and i've written it in Turkish first. It is a lot more clear but since this site is an english speaking forum i've wanted to translate it first. I didn't have much time translating but i will revise and re-upload it.I would appreciate criticism to revised version too :) Thanks!

[lordorinko]

Hello again everyone;

I've tried to revise it accounting your ideas. Any further criticism or RP/backstory ideas would be appreciated. Thank you all for helping! :)

[Davrix]

It's still got that horrible background and yes its still just a giant block of text. I do wish some of our other posters were a little less hostile for someone who is obviously struggling with a language barrier but I will admit your approach to our forums has been less than.... great so far so please work on it from now on.

I would like to give you some helpful feedback but its just not a document I can read right now and you would or could have better luck using some of the formatting on the forums such as spoiler tabs to break down your documents. I have loved the conquest paladin ever sene they made it in the UA awhile back and was very happy with what they published in XGTE.

The only real feedback I can give is that your idea of a barbarian type of paladin that spreads fear when he gets angry is a little weak when it comes to conquest. It's not just about fear. Its about presence and a righteous goal or path. The point of conquest is to conquer , whether it be to bring peace and order to the land by any means or in my lawful good paladins case. I played him as a Becon of the laws of his homeland who showed no mercy or compassion to those that would break the law or bring harms to those who were weaker than they or innocent of heart. If you just want a frightful barbarian i would suggest something along the lines of either vengeance oath or taking paladin and MC into barbarian for a bit of that rage smite action or maybe a barbarian hexblade.

P.S.

Crodan is just Conan, especially sense you have mentioned barbarian. perhaps a name that is a little less obvious as to what your referencing :)

[lordorinko]

It's still got that horrible background and yes its still just a giant block of text. I do wish some of our other posters were a little less hostile for someone who is obviously struggling with a language barrier but I will admit your approach to our forums has been less than.... great so far so please work on it from now on.

I would like to give you some helpful feedback but its just not a document I can read right now and you would or could have better luck using some of the formatting on the forums such as spoiler tabs to break down your documents. I have loved the conquest paladin ever sene they made it in the UA awhile back and was very happy with what they published in XGTE.

The only real feedback I can give is that your idea of a barbarian type of paladin that spreads fear when he gets angry is a little weak when it comes to conquest. It's not just about fear. Its about presence and a righteous goal or path. The point of conquest is to conquer , whether it be to bring peace and order to the land by any means or in my lawful good paladins case. I played him as a Becon of the laws of his homeland who showed no mercy or compassion to those that would break the law or bring harms to those who were weaker than they or innocent of heart. If you just want a frightful barbarian i would suggest something along the lines of either vengeance oath or taking paladin and MC into barbarian for a bit of that rage smite action or maybe a barbarian hexblade.

P.S.

Crodan is just Conan, especially sense you have mentioned barbarian. perhaps a name that is a little less obvious as to what your referencing :)

Believe it or not i didn't realized Conan similarity but i like the name Crodan for now :D thanks for the oath comment tho, i will try to work on that i'm thinking maybe i can play him like a crushing force for those who defies his beliefs in justice or ways of Tempus (since i'm planning to make tempus a major element in his personality development throughout the game) and on a later part of the game maybe someone that wants to imply his own understanding of justice by his iron will (tyranically maybe but for a good cause in his own mind)

I've tried to lighten up the background for visibility issues, i like the old parchment style backgrounds and since i'm planning it to be a journal(through Crodan)/biography(through narrator) type i thought it would be fitting. Any other background that resembles this one that you think would be better can be used if you can just direct me with a link or smt :) i don't want to use white word background

I don't know how i can break that giant block of text other than seperating it to paragraphs since i want the whole information given there to be present in the final print. (so paraphrasing text is ok but i dont want to clip out anything) (unless any of you guys convince me about a paragraph/part being unnecessary)

THANKS A LOT! for kind comment, i know about the spam posting fault i'll try to follow forum's rules. Any further comment that will not change the format in mentioned ways would be AWESOME!

[Davrix]

Believe it or not i didn't realized Conan similarity but i like the name Crodan for now :D thanks for the oath comment tho, i will try to work on that i'm thinking maybe i can play him like a crushing force for those who defies his beliefs in justice or ways of Tempus (since i'm planning to make tempus a major element in his personality development throughout the game) and on a later part of the game maybe someone that wants to imply his own understanding of justice by his iron will (tyranically maybe but for a good cause in his own mind)

I've tried to lighten up the background for visibility issues, i like the old parchment style backgrounds and since i'm planning it to be a journal(through Crodan)/biography(through narrator) type i thought it would be fitting. Any other background that resembles this one that you think would be better can be used if you can just direct me with a link or smt :) i don't want to use white word background

I don't know how i can break that giant block of text other than seperating it to paragraphs since i want the whole information given there to be present in the final print. (so paraphrasing text is ok but i dont want to clip out anything) (unless any of you guys convince me about a paragraph/part being unnecessary)

THANKS A LOT! for kind comment, i know about the spam posting fault i'll try to follow forum's rules. Any further comment that will not change the format in mentioned ways would be AWESOME!

Your telling me you didn't have Conan in mind but it really SOUNDS like you are trying to copy him from what your describing just with a tempest theme. But your character man, play him to the hilt as you wish no judgment here.

As for your document, format it the way you wish for your own use but if you want people like us to read it, break it into paragraphs and just make it a word document. It doesn't need to be flowery or fancy for us to read, we just have to be able to read it without it feeling like a chore. Also were not asking you to paraphrase it, we are asking you to format it with paragraphs so its easier to read. (like how I've written this post)

Something to keep in mind is his alignment as well. I've done a lawful good conquest paladin but its not easy and you have to be very specific on your oaths and views to get by with it. At best this guy is sounding chaotic neutral but you could play him as Lawful evil if he literally takes justice into his own hand and goes by his own law and no other. Which is what I would probably lean towards.

[Davrix]

Here I've managed to copy and clean up the post a little for anyone that wants to read it here instead of his link. I did this quickly because I am headed to bed now. I will try to read it tomorrow and comment.

Name: Lenard of Ormpur (Crodan Fay)

Age: 26

Appearence: Braided black hair with greys. Pale skin with shaded eyes. 1.88 meter in height 92 kilogram in weight. A subtle scrubby beard with a mustache. A large lion’s face within a sun tattoo on his back, his deceased wife’s face on his right arm. A chain wrapped around his right forearm.

(Tattoo, Back) Lion’s face within a sun (Weapon, Maul) Syira, after his wife
(Tattoo , Right arm) Syira Fay

Crodan have born in first of july, 1516 as an aasimar and had been raised as a good person. He enrolled to the militia force of Halagard to achieve good deeds at the age of 17 since he was strong enough. One day he received a mission from his superiors to infiltrate an evil cult to learn more about them and their goal.

He lived among the cultists for almost a month and heard rumors about a sacrificial ritual that was soon to happen and continued to protect his cover to learn more. At last the day that the sacrifice would happed had arrived. Cultist fanatics brought a young woman to the sacrificial alter and leader cultist started an enchantment with a dagger in his hand. Crodan felt uneasy about the whole situation and blew his cover as the leader was preparing to strike the dagger to the girl’s chest. Crodan grabbed the girl from her arm and started to run to the exit. He killed three followers during the chaos and received some wounds himself.

After half-day of travel to Halagard he head to the garrison to report the situation to his superiors. He told all the information he had gathered about the cult and how he saved a young woman that was about to be sacrificed. While he was waiting for commends he took the order to execute the woman he saved. He was shook and grabbed the half-stunned girl and ran away from Halagard. As the darkness fell to the sky he decided to take a rest in a cave located at the bottom of the West Wall mountains near the Talath pass. As the girl regained her consciousness they have started to chat. The girl said her name was Syira and told him about the murder of her family by the cultists and her being kidnapped by them for sacrifice. As the night had proceeded, they have grown fond of each other and decided to settle to a place far enough from Haladar.

They took a 3 day road and found a small town that was half day away from the City of Ormpur. The two who had became closer during the road have gotten married after a short time. Since aasimars don’t have a surname, he took Syira’s surname. Fay. He was 18 and she was 17. Crodan was working as a tavern guard while Syira was staying at home. Crodan’s job was mostly cleaning after closing and escorting drunk troublemakers out of the inn rather than actual guarding. This life style had continued for nearly three years.But one night Syira started to have nightmares and started mumbling words that neither of the two knew.

Crodan got worried and started to investigate about the language and learned that his wife was talking in infernal tongue. In hopes to find a solution he started a religious and military training in a temple of Tempus, lord of war, locaeted in the city of Ormpur. After a month he discovered that Syira was mumbling the rest of the ritual. During this time she had gotten weaker and sickly. She was spending the day in the bed and couldn’t get any sleep at night. Then one night while Cronan was lying in the bed Syira started mumbling again, he jumped out of the bed after hearing that her voice became crackling and saw Syira with greyish skin and bloodshot eyes. She jumped on Crodan, he panicked, threw a punch with all his strenght and knocked her unconscious.

He decided that he cannot control her situation any longer and tied her to a sturdy place in their home with a chain that he found. He was too afraid to tell anyone about this event and gotten himself to fix this as a mission. After learning Infernal tongue completely he started to put more effort to his military training in the church. For two months he head straight to temple every dawn, heading back home at night to take care of his beloved sometimes he stayed at the temple until the night to fasten his training. One night, near to the dawn hours he was heading home from the temple, as he got inside he had seen four armed man dressed in Halagard leather armors. Their swords were drawn and there were dripping blood on the edge of one. He looked at the place he tied Syira and saw his beloved wife lying on the ground in a pool of blood with a slash on her throat. The sun was rising, Croden started to see red and prayed to Tempus ‘’Lord of war, give me the power of your judgement!’’ he wasn’t hearing the soldiers’ Yield! Command as a surge of energy exploded within him.

A darkened atmosphere surrounded the room as his facial features started to resemble an undead. Crodan became a fallen for asking to save his friendly cursed wife Tempus’ had heard his pray for power and this was the toll. But his only trouble was the four man that killed his wife. As the man that was becoming bigger in eyes of soldiers was walking towards them with giving deep breaths of anger. He said ‘’ Who had given you the right to take my Syira’s life. Who! Had made you the Judge?! Well i am both the judge and the wrath now!’’ He took his maul in his two hands and bashed three of the men’s skulls as one of them headed to the exit. He grabbed the chains that were binding her wife and caught the man with them. As the man was trying to crawl to exit Crodan strike the man with all his force. It was morning hours. He had came to the Ormpur with Syira’s dead body in his hand asking to priests to bring her back to life. They said they will perform the revivifying ritual but during the preparation they have realized that she had influenced by an evil spell. They’ve told Crodan that she is cursed and counted as a fiend at their belief and refused to continue.

With the anger from the words he had heard, he grabbed the body of Syira and left the temple. He had dig a grave under their home and buried Syira. As he entered the house he had seen four dead bodies lying on the floor, one of them still bounded by the chains. He wrapped the chains on his forearm grabbed his maul and left his house heading to Ormpur again since he would not be able stay there anymore. He went to the bar he used to work and asked if he could stay for a couple of days. He changed his name to Lenard and he was hiding him being an aasimar. If anybody asked his surname he would say Lenard of Ormpur. Six years have passed. Cronan became 24 years old. He started drinking and became arrogant, he spent all of his savings and small amounts of earnings on alcohol, food and sleeping. His hair became longer and started to show grays.

He had grown a thin scruffy beard and a mustache since he was rarely shaving. He had a gotten two tattoos one on his right arm, face of her deceased wife Syira one on his back, a lion’s face within a sun to remember him the dawn that Syira’s died. But he was not showing either since he wanted his id to be hidden. Then one day he decided that he will leave Ormpur and make a new start at a different city. This place had became to small. He traveled to samargol and applied to only job he knew a soldier. His belief to Tempus became strong again. He lessened the drinking but it was still too much. He still wasn’t taking care of himself too much.He tried to collect knowledge about the cult but gave up after finding nothing. He is 26 now, continuing his life in an army of Samargol and is not well liked by the soldiers because of his behavior.

[lordorinko]

Here I've managed to copy and clean up the post a little for anyone that wants to read it here instead of his link. I did this quickly because I am headed to bed now. I will try to read it tomorrow and comment.

Name: Lenard of Ormpur (Crodan Fay)

Age: 26

Appearence: Braided black hair with greys. Pale skin with shaded eyes. 1.88 meter in height 92 kilogram in weight. A subtle scrubby beard with a mustache. A large lion’s face within a sun tattoo on his back, his deceased wife’s face on his right arm. A chain wrapped around his right forearm.

(Tattoo, Back) Lion’s face within a sun (Weapon, Maul) Syira, after his wife
(Tattoo , Right arm) Syira Fay

Crodan have born in first of july, 1516 as an aasimar and had been raised as a good person. He enrolled to the militia force of Halagard to achieve good deeds at the age of 17 since he was strong enough. One day he received a mission from his superiors to infiltrate an evil cult to learn more about them and their goal.

He lived among the cultists for almost a month and heard rumors about a sacrificial ritual that was soon to happen and continued to protect his cover to learn more. At last the day that the sacrifice would happed had arrived. Cultist fanatics brought a young woman to the sacrificial alter and leader cultist started an enchantment with a dagger in his hand. Crodan felt uneasy about the whole situation and blew his cover as the leader was preparing to strike the dagger to the girl’s chest. Crodan grabbed the girl from her arm and started to run to the exit. He killed three followers during the chaos and received some wounds himself.

After half-day of travel to Halagard he head to the garrison to report the situation to his superiors. He told all the information he had gathered about the cult and how he saved a young woman that was about to be sacrificed. While he was waiting for commends he took the order to execute the woman he saved. He was shook and grabbed the half-stunned girl and ran away from Halagard. As the darkness fell to the sky he decided to take a rest in a cave located at the bottom of the West Wall mountains near the Talath pass. As the girl regained her consciousness they have started to chat. The girl said her name was Syira and told him about the murder of her family by the cultists and her being kidnapped by them for sacrifice. As the night had proceeded, they have grown fond of each other and decided to settle to a place far enough from Haladar.

They took a 3 day road and found a small town that was half day away from the City of Ormpur. The two who had became closer during the road have gotten married after a short time. Since aasimars don’t have a surname, he took Syira’s surname. Fay. He was 18 and she was 17. Crodan was working as a tavern guard while Syira was staying at home. Crodan’s job was mostly cleaning after closing and escorting drunk troublemakers out of the inn rather than actual guarding. This life style had continued for nearly three years.But one night Syira started to have nightmares and started mumbling words that neither of the two knew.

Crodan got worried and started to investigate about the language and learned that his wife was talking in infernal tongue. In hopes to find a solution he started a religious and military training in a temple of Tempus, lord of war, locaeted in the city of Ormpur. After a month he discovered that Syira was mumbling the rest of the ritual. During this time she had gotten weaker and sickly. She was spending the day in the bed and couldn’t get any sleep at night. Then one night while Cronan was lying in the bed Syira started mumbling again, he jumped out of the bed after hearing that her voice became crackling and saw Syira with greyish skin and bloodshot eyes. She jumped on Crodan, he panicked, threw a punch with all his strenght and knocked her unconscious.

He decided that he cannot control her situation any longer and tied her to a sturdy place in their home with a chain that he found. He was too afraid to tell anyone about this event and gotten himself to fix this as a mission. After learning Infernal tongue completely he started to put more effort to his military training in the church. For two months he head straight to temple every dawn, heading back home at night to take care of his beloved sometimes he stayed at the temple until the night to fasten his training. One night, near to the dawn hours he was heading home from the temple, as he got inside he had seen four armed man dressed in Halagard leather armors. Their swords were drawn and there were dripping blood on the edge of one. He looked at the place he tied Syira and saw his beloved wife lying on the ground in a pool of blood with a slash on her throat. The sun was rising, Croden started to see red and prayed to Tempus ‘’Lord of war, give me the power of your judgement!’’ he wasn’t hearing the soldiers’ Yield! Command as a surge of energy exploded within him.

A darkened atmosphere surrounded the room as his facial features started to resemble an undead. Crodan became a fallen for asking to save his friendly cursed wife Tempus’ had heard his pray for power and this was the toll. But his only trouble was the four man that killed his wife. As the man that was becoming bigger in eyes of soldiers was walking towards them with giving deep breaths of anger. He said ‘’ Who had given you the right to take my Syira’s life. Who! Had made you the Judge?! Well i am both the judge and the wrath now!’’ He took his maul in his two hands and bashed three of the men’s skulls as one of them headed to the exit. He grabbed the chains that were binding her wife and caught the man with them. As the man was trying to crawl to exit Crodan strike the man with all his force. It was morning hours. He had came to the Ormpur with Syira’s dead body in his hand asking to priests to bring her back to life. They said they will perform the revivifying ritual but during the preparation they have realized that she had influenced by an evil spell. They’ve told Crodan that she is cursed and counted as a fiend at their belief and refused to continue.

With the anger from the words he had heard, he grabbed the body of Syira and left the temple. He had dig a grave under their home and buried Syira. As he entered the house he had seen four dead bodies lying on the floor, one of them still bounded by the chains. He wrapped the chains on his forearm grabbed his maul and left his house heading to Ormpur again since he would not be able stay there anymore. He went to the bar he used to work and asked if he could stay for a couple of days. He changed his name to Lenard and he was hiding him being an aasimar. If anybody asked his surname he would say Lenard of Ormpur. Six years have passed. Cronan became 24 years old. He started drinking and became arrogant, he spent all of his savings and small amounts of earnings on alcohol, food and sleeping. His hair became longer and started to show grays.

He had grown a thin scruffy beard and a mustache since he was rarely shaving. He had a gotten two tattoos one on his right arm, face of her deceased wife Syira one on his back, a lion’s face within a sun to remember him the dawn that Syira’s died. But he was not showing either since he wanted his id to be hidden. Then one day he decided that he will leave Ormpur and make a new start at a different city. This place had became to small. He traveled to samargol and applied to only job he knew a soldier. His belief to Tempus became strong again. He lessened the drinking but it was still too much. He still wasn’t taking care of himself too much.He tried to collect knowledge about the cult but gave up after finding nothing. He is 26 now, continuing his life in an army of Samargol and is not well liked by the soldiers because of his behavior.

thanks a lot man i cant believe i forgot to give the link to the revised version it is all my fault sorry about that im changing it now.
and changed! sorry i forgot to edit the link