Need a character background written up?

[Tawmis]

Alright, let's see you work on my absolute favourite build and give me a definitive story for it.
3.5
Dvati Race
Jade Phoenix Mage, with splashes in Wu Jen, Spellthief, and Crusader as the requirements.
I really want to focus on the eastern thematic from Wu Jen, in addition to the reincarnation from JPM and the weird twin-stuff from Dvati.
The gauntlet has been thrown, my new friend. Dare you pick it up? :D

Well, first, I don't think I am ever going to live up to something that is your absolute favorite build! That's going to be tough to ever capture!
Add to the fact, I don't remember the Dvati, the Jade Phoenix, Spell Thief or Crusader (only Wu Jen is familiar to me!), this proved to be quite a bit of reading to understand what each of these is and how I could possibly tie them all together. (I do miss the Oriental Adventures game my former DM, Paul M. had run for a few months of D&D 3.0/3.5).
All of that said, I did think I came up with a creative explanation about the Dvati Race for this background...
And I did manage to do the Wu Jen, Spellthief, Crusader and introduce the Jade Phoenix Mage (as from what I could tell, this would be the LAST multiclass you would actually learn because of the insane amount of requirements for it)! I feel like once I got to the trainers though; the characters began to talk to me and give me the voice they needed. But I think the unfamiliarity with the above still shows in the writing, because despite my enjoyment, I do feel like there's a slight disconnect. Hopefully not so blatant that it robs any enjoyment of the background. As I said, I did manage to enjoy writing it quite a bit, but perhaps may be missing the mark of what you were looking for!
I will stop rambling!
Hopefully - enjoy!
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It is said that the gods forge the souls, ignite them with the fire of life, and send them to the world below to be born.

Mages have discovered other planes of existence, such as the Plane of Air, Plane of Water, just to name a few.

Some Mages even believe that there may be alternate time lines; duplicates of our world where people lead similar, or sometimes, drastically different lives.

One such Mage, a human named Nasctha, claimed she peered into another world; a mirror of our own where things were drastically different. She’d seen herself not as the great wizard she’d become, but a run down, broken barmaid in Waterdeep.

What happens when the gods of these realms forge a soul and during their descent to the mortal plane; something strikes it and sends it veering into another reality.

That is the story most believe explains what we are; the Dvati.

My name is Fee and my sister goes by the name of Nixx (or sometimes “Nixxy”).

Being Dvati has had numerous advantages. My sister and I share a bond that is unbreakable. She knows what I am thinking and I know what she’s thinking. This has worked out gloriously during our initial years of joining the Crusaders.

During the battles we were engaged in it was like having eyes on the back of my head; everything she could see I would be able to feel. We moved like fluid puppets. There was one drawback having “one soul with two bodies” – the pain inflicted on one was shared by the other.

During one of the battles, Oirthear, a wizard from the Eastern Lands took an interest in Nixx and myself and approached us about learning the Eastern form of magic called Wu Jen. Both my sister and I, perhaps because we shared one soul had always felt magic coursing in our veins. The idea of learning how to channel it immediately interested both of us.

We traveled with Oirthear to an island called Seapáin where he enforced the idea that we must find peace within our minds. We would spend hours upon hours, cross legged, arms extended, heads titled back, as if sunbathing, embracing the energy of the world and understand how to comprehend the language of the world and the energy it created. Soon, he began to teach us how the elements speak; air, earth, water, fire – they all have a unique voice and it is critical to understand them and to be able to speak with them, in order to find the way to channel them.

“Now,” Oirthear had told us, “that you understand the core concept of the elementals. There is one more you must learn.”

Both my sister and I were puzzled; as it seemed, all of our life, we’ve only ever known of air, earth, water and fire.

Oirthear seemed to take pride in our puzzled expression as he whispered, “Nature. To understand nature you must understand how the earth works; how water provides life; how fire destroys it; and how air gives us breath to live. But each can be reversed; a tidal wave destroys, a camp fire keeps us warm, a tornado leaves destruction, and the ground can bury you. Understanding all of this and the delicate balance this creates shapes what is called the Element of Nature.”

It had been a grueling six months of training and pushing our bodies beyond our physical limit; which was twice as hard for Nixx and me, since our bodies shared everything. Eventually we learned to understand the voice of Nature itself and it was exhilarating. Our training did not end there however. He then introduced us to Litrithe, a young human female, who explained that now we understood the basics of understanding the voice of earth, fire, wind, air and nature; it was time to understand the energy of magic.

Litrithe explained that we possessed the ability to read the auras of people; because everyone, even the non-magically inclined contained magic fields around them. Being able to read an enemy’s magical aurora would allow us, with proper training to read their aura and, if we could get close enough, steal the magical energies of those around us.

If we had thought Oirthear was a difficult trainer; Litrithe had made his training a distant memory as our bodies struggled to keep up. Litrithe was not afraid to use magic against us, sending us slamming against the wall if we failed to get close enough to touch her.

It took three weeks, but we finally understood why. We were not working together as we’d always been. We finally used our ability to see through one another’s eyes. We became one weapon again and used the training we had gotten from Oirthear, to shake the ground beneath her feet, use the wind to whip her hair around her, to drain the moisture from her body, and intensify the heat of the sun, while calling on insects to cause disorientation.

We were finally able to touch her and siphon her magic.

The only words we could have used to express the sensation of her magic coursing through our bodies could only be described as rebirth.

When a band of Ogres known as the Lámh Dorcha made landfall, Oirthear and Litrithe had asked us to aid them in the fight with the Ogres. They explained aboard the ship were Ogre Mages, powerful mages, despite their size and general stupidity, knew how to wield magic to their benefit. There was also something called an Ogre Howdah, which housed goblins like a mounted caravan.

During the battle against the Ogres, one of the goblins in the Ogre Howdah managed to get a lucky shot that I barely saw in time to get out of the way of. The arrow grazed the side of my head, nicking a portion of my ear. It was close enough that the arrowhead had grazed my skin and caused considerable amount of blood.

The blood from the wound had made me blind to anything to my right where my sister Nixx had been fighting. Suddenly my stomach felt as if I were being ripped apart. I doubled over and saw an Ogre running his sword through Nixx. “No!” I screamed in pain, not even able to stand. The Ogres marched over us, leaving us for dead.

My world faded away.

And to my surprise, when I opened my eyes I saw Oirthear staring back at me. “He lives,” he said with a smile as he sat down and wiped the blood away.

“It would seem you and your sister have a greater destiny at hand,” I heard Litrithe’s voice say.

My sister! I sat up and screamed in pain. “My sister! Where is she?”

“Worry not,” Litrithe smiled, “we are tending to her.”

Oirthear gently placed his hand on me and forced me to lay back down. “Rest, remember, you share your pain with your sister. If you move about you make it more difficult for our medics to tend to her wounds.”

“How is she alive? I…” I stammered, searching for the words, “I felt her die.”

“She did,” Oirthear replied sitting down next to me. “But it would seem the great sun of the sky returned her to us.”

“The great sun in the sky?” I asked, puzzled.

“The Great Sun – you may know it as a Phoenix,” he said, with a shrug. “Divine being. Resurrections. Source of life. The Life Fire.”

“You’re telling me the sun came down and picked up my sister’s soul and returned it to her body?” I could not believe it.

“Indeed,” Oirthear grinned. “When you and your sister are recovered, it would seem you have both been hand selected by the Great Sun to be a part of the Jade Phoenix Mages.”

“Jade Phoenix Mages?” I asked, confused.

“You and your sister have a greater destiny to uncover,” Oirthear replied. He chuckled.

“What’s so funny?” I looked over at him.

“How do you feel about more training?” Oirthear laughed again.

A young girl, no older than five years old, stepped in the room, with fiery red hair and eyes that seemed to be bursting with fire. “My name is Fhionnuisce,” she said in a high pitched, excited voice. “When you and your sister recover, I will show you the Path of the Jade Phoenix Mages.”

I leaned my head back on the pillow and began to question all of my life’s choices…