Knight Of The Scourge Of Battle

[*Downfall]

Basic Information
Name: Lorich Bladesworn
Aliases: Knight of the Scourge of Battle
Gender: Male
Race: Human.
Age: Twenty Eight (28)
Profession: Knight / Warrior. His entire life goes around war and battles.
Faction: -
Languages: Common, and Sigil Cant only barely.
Accent: He speaks in a noble tone which might give him feel of being from upper caste (or jerk) from wherever he came from.

Physical Information
Height: He stands 1.86 meter tall
Weight: 85 kilograms
Body build: Muscular and thick built human.
Skin type: Weather damaged.
Hair style: Enough tended to not be on the way.
Scars: Entire body seems to be filled with scars from the parts that can be seen. Some very gruesome between his chest and stomach area, in the unlikely events someone would get to see under his armor, shirt and the heavy bandaging.
Tattoos: Multiple arcane sorts around the gruesome scars mentioned earlier. Unlikely seen by others. More info in game in such cases.
Colouring:

[b]Hair:[/b] Raven Black [b]Eyes:[/b] Orange, very unusual color for a human. [b]Skin:[/b] At parts tanned at parts healthy pale. Unlikely ever tried to get tanned by intent. [/li]

Mental Information
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Philosophy: Everyone are scaled by the only constant of existence. War. Those who are conquered serve their conquerers until they've paid their debt or their conquerers die.
Deity/Beliefs: Hextor
Personality:

[u]Honor Coded[/u] [i]While his twisted view of world is filled with brutality and unfairness, it also holds many codes of "warrior honor" as he says that needs to be done in proper manner.[/i] [u]Noble Attitude[/u] [i]Born in honored warrior family he earned respect as youngster, young adult and as adult from slaves and commoners. He expects it only to continue.[/i] [/li]

Additional Information
Gear: His decorated armor and large decorated katana are always with him, very rarely can he be seen without either. If confronted, it won't take long to get him to say that they are his ancestors trinkets.
Jewelry: Has a single earring on his left ear, although elegant and small golden, on his
Habbits/hobbies: Re-powering and reforging his ancestral trinkets to their former glory. Making sure his weapon, armor, shield, helmet and all other combat gear is intact and always ready to serve him. Being Hildmors Bodyguard, to him it's more of a hobby than real duty as it contains no war in it.
General Health: He's in excelent condition at the moment, however has scheduled medical conditions that are going to start at some point.
Favorite Drink: Ale from Prime Material Planes
Weaknesses: His warrior code and past are his weaknesses. Where he comes from nearly all other races were enslaved by the fast and vast advancing industrous human race. He still considers other races lesser than the humans for that. Unexperienced outside of warfare.

[*Downfall]

Shaped by war, embraced by war, raised by warÂ…
War is the only thing I ever knew.
War is my only comfort.


War of Bladesworn Family

Before I was born, my parents, grand parents and all the way to the begin of bloodline has fought in wars. Knowledge and talents has passed on through generations. Stories written of them all in the fields of battle, heroic deeds, heroic deaths. And now I am last of my family. My friends look up at me only because of the deeds of my familyÂ… it is time I earn my own reputation. Father, motherÂ… watch me surpass you. But it is not yet time to end the storyÂ… first I need to begin.

[b]Key Principle One of the Art of War:[/b] [i]Know your enemy and know yourself and in one hundred battles you will never be in peril.[/i] [/li]

I was born in a Prime Material Plane, which I for security reasons leave unmentioned, during civil war at the kingdom. The government was battling against the ever rising power of Scourge of Battle. However the war was grim on them, too long had they supported the church in their own conquest for glory and expansion. War is the art of Hextor and this war had predetermined fate, yet the government and fading resistance put their last stand and honourably managed to hold the capital city for six years before falling. I was already put to education at that time and taught the basics of war by my parents while they were not at the battlefield.

[b]Key Principle Two of the Art of War:[/b] [i]To win one hundred battles is not the height of skill. To subdue the enemy without fighting is.[/i] [/li]

Once the government was taken down and standing king, prince and generals were executed for war crimes, the Scourge of Battles church held grand parade around the city and set new laws. Army was to walk under their banner, and everyone at age of sixteen to fourty were immediately enlisted, men and women alike. Households were left for children and older to take care. It did not take long until the church of Hextor started another war against the last free elven settlement. I was seven years old and already second war had began.

[b]Key Principle Three of the Art of War:[/b] [i]Avoid what is strong, attack what is weak.[/i] [/li]

The wars continued, but no longer were civil wars held, the church systematically took down all the non-human settlements, lands and cities. Soon it became crime to be anything save human, at age of twelve last of the non-human lands were seized and all other races were put to slavery depending on their racial attributes. Ogres, dwarves and orcs became hardlabour. Elves and Halflings became servants of the rich and cooks. Our family, after mother had died in war against the last tribe of ogres, had gained one of the ogres to do our bidding and elven servant.

My father continued to teach me all he knew of warfare, and taught me how to wield the blade until I was ready to become enlisted by the militaryÂ…



Song of the Knights of Hextor
((Alas, I'm not good with songs, but I modified words of this song which fits well to the character: Sons of Odin - Manowar))

Near to the blaze I wander, Through this black night I ponder, The edge of our mighty swords did clash, Fallen by our axes, helmets smashed, Glory and fame, blood is our name, Souls full of thunder, Hearts of steel, Killers of men a warriors friend, Sworn to avenge our fallen brothers, To the end. [i]One day too, I may fall, I will enter Hextors Hall, My name and my deeds, Will scorch the land, Glory and fame, blood is our name, Souls full of thunder, hearts of steel, Open Scourgeholds Door, Let the battle begin, With swords in the wind, Hail gods of war![/i] Knights of Hextor we four, By the Flail of Hextor, Ride down from the sky, Another is born, another shall fall, This day men will die, Glory and fame, blood is our name, Souls full of thunder, hearts of steel. [i]Onwards into the heart of the battle fought, The knights of Hextor, Outnumbered many times, Still they fought on, Blood poured forth from their wounds deep into the earth, Vultures waited for the broken shells that once were bodies, But Hextor alone would choose the day they would enter Scourgehold, And in their hour of need, He sent forth unto them the berserker rage![/i] Now knights and warriors, they rose up from the ground, Screaming like wild animals, Such is the gift of absolute power! No blade or weapon could harm them, They killed men and horses alike, And all who stood before them died that day! Hail gods of war! [/li]

[*Downfall]

Lorich writes new set of papers and prepares them on letter, on top of the page is Classified stamped with large red ink letters.


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Status Report
Code name: Bird Killer

[i]Everything is going as the general planned, for now the egg is secure and stable. Only minor spikes of pain has come so far, but it is manageable. I have the list of medication with me still incase I require to numb it to secure the plan. Sigils state seems chaotic and soon to set in more chaos, but perhaps this is how Sigil always has been. There has been small errors in the briefing given back at the Scourge of Battles church, but I am capable gaining rest information here. I have included few profiles of Sigil residents I have travelled with so far...[/i] [/li]

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Profiles

[b]Name:[/b] Yasher [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Race:[/b] Fey Blooded humanoid. [b]Personality:[/b] She is incredibly sacrificing, quirky and giving person. Easily liked by many in Sigil from what I have seen. [b]Capabilities:[/b] Spellcasting capabilities, she is capable of sharing pain of her companions to make lesser for each... but that way endangering herself. Remaining mostly out of sight through magical means, but capable of slinging rays of destructive energy on foes. She is capable of commanding insects to bite and gnaw their foes. [b]Counter Strategies:[/b] Cold Iron weapon, strike the friends, not her. She shares her lifeline with the companions while remaining hiding. Wield heavy armor to avoid the insects. [b]Other Information:[/b] - ----------- [b]Name:[/b] Vara [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Race:[/b] Elf [b]Personality:[/b] While she is merchant, she seemingly puts higher value to safety of even strangers around her, disregarding the customers. [b]Capabilities:[/b] Enchanter mage whom can create powerful trinkets as long as she possesses the materials, or others holds those. [b]Counter Strategies:[/b] Have not observed in combat, none made yet. [b]Other Information:[/b] - ----------- [b]Name:[/b] Yasmine [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Race:[/b] Human [b]Personality:[/b] Quirky personality whom seems to enjoy fire. [b]Capabilities:[/b] Spellcaster, capable of supporting companions and providing very strong fire support. [b]Counter Strategies:[/b] Surprise attack before she is ready is good idea. [b]Other Information:[/b] Seems to contain negative reputation, yet unproved information of her burning inn. [/li]

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Finally the paper is folded and put inside a letter which he seals, and adds a wax seal on it, in which he sinks Hextors holy symbol sign (armored hand clutching on 6 arrows).

[*Downfall]

Once more Lorich writes new set of papers and prepares them on letter, on top of the page is Classified stamped with large red ink letters.


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Status Report
Code name: Bird Killer

[i]My status has not altered much from the earlier, however the time is closing. Our plan may initiate in near future. I have started competition to test the talents of Sigil residents and made some observations of the Sigil. I have included few profiles of Sigil residents I have travelled with so far... and a map of Sigil I have managed to get my hands on.[/i] [/li]

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Profiles

[b]Name:[/b] Luxon [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] Human, assumably. [b]Personality:[/b] He shows quite open dislike to follower of Heironeus, he seems naive. [b]Capabilities:[/b] He has received Harmonium training, but I have never witnessed him in combat. [b]Counter Strategies:[/b] Out of combat, use the laws to their greatest detail. [b]Other Information:[/b] Follower of the foul god Heironeus. ----------- [b]Name:[/b] Mashanie [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] Fiend Blooded [b]Personality:[/b] I have not spent enough time around him to judge. [b]Capabilities:[/b] A warrior that uses his agility above strength, wields no armor and two thin blades. Capability of disappearing to shadows, he can increase his reaction speed beyond normal. Without doubt some type of fiendish capabilities as well. His strategy revolves around finding weakness of foe by cunning strikes and fighting more indirectly in proper combat. [b]Counter Strategies:[/b] Strike hard, strike fast. Abuse his lack of armor. [b]Other Information:[/b] - ----------- [b]Name:[/b] Hildmor d'Kridis [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] Human [b]Personality:[/b] A confident lawier mage of some reputation here in Sigil, over confidence is his greatest weakness likely. [b]Capabilities:[/b] Mostly unwitnessed, but he can remove magical effects quite well. [b]Counter Strategies:[/b] Would require to see him in combat to find out them. [b]Other Information:[/b] He is my current employer, in Sigil side, and lacks no money. [/li]

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The Clerks Ward

Hive Ward, Side 1 (one)

Hive Ward, Side 2 (two)

Lower Ward

The Ladys Ward, Side 1 (one)

The Ladys Ward, Side 2 (two)

Market and Guild Ward


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Finally the paper is folded and put inside a letter which he seals, and adds a wax seal on it, in which he sinks Hextors holy symbol sign (armored hand clutching on 6 arrows).

[*Downfall]

Bound by duty, to be born and die like thunder.
Living by orders, to the end.

Within the Sigil

[b]Key Principle Four of the Art of War:[/b] [i]Let your plans be as dark as night. Then strike like a thunderbolt.[/i] [/li]

The Sigil proves to be quite the... mess. If I would see this kind of behavior in my homeland, there would be week lasting public hangings to remind people who is in charge. In here, people close their eyes instead of doing their civic duty. So many Sigil residents that do not serve a cause, they rarely work out plans, they rarely become greater. They will not survive the war of life if they persist in their current ways. No preparations, no order, no discipline... they waste their times to helping the weak and unworthy. This is why they will lose.

[b]Key Principle Five of the Art of War:[/b] [i]It is essential to seek out enemy agents that have come to spy upon you and bribe them to serve you.[/i] [/li]

I met a follower of Heironeus, Luxon of the Harmonium, a normal follower of Heironeus he is, wasting his time to worthless cases, not dedicating to his duty. Yesterday he got a insect to make a prank on me and shrink me to much smaller... then refused to apprehend the fey that did so to me. One day, I will challenge him to see which one of our faiths rules supreme.

[b]Key Principle Six of the Art of War:[/b] [i]It is more important to out think your enemy than outfight him.[/i] [/li]

I will observe his tactics and learn his ways. I will not lose to the likes of him in true fields of battle.


Indestructible
((Song and Lyrics by: Disturbed))

Another mission,
The powers have called me away.
Another time,
To carry the colors again.
My motivation,
An oath I've sworn to defend.
To win the honor,
Of coming back home again.
No explanation,
Will matter after we begin.
Another dark destroyer that's buried within,
My true vocation.
And now my unfortunate friend,
You will discover,
A war you're unable to win.


I'll have you know,
That I've become...

Indestructible.
Determination that is incorruptible.
From the other side.
A terror to behold.
Annihilation will be unavoidable.
Every broken enemy will know,
That their opponent had to be invincible.
Take a last look around while you're alive,
I'm an indestructible master of war.

Another reason.
Another cause for me to fight.
Another fuse uncovered,
Now, for me to light.
My dedication,
To all that I've sworn to protect.
I carry out my orders,
Without a regret.
A declaration,
Embedded deep under my skin.
A permanent reminder,
Of how it began.
No hesitation,
When I am commanded to strike.
You need to know,
That you're living the fight of your life.

You will be shown,
How I've become...

Indestructible.
Determination that is incorruptible.
From the other side.
A terror to behold.
Annihilation will be unavoidable.
Every broken enemy will know,
That their opponent had to be invincible.
Take a last look around while you're alive,
I'm an indestructible master of war.

[*Downfall]

It's the moment of truth, it's the moment of lie,
The moment to live, the moment to die.
It's the moment to fight.

Before the Time in Sigil

When the time of joining the military came, I went through intense training, learning strategies in groups, base combat, principles of warfare from the clerics of Hextor. Many things were already familiar by this time, but to triumph, one needs to practise and practise again to learn everything well. It had hardly been even a year when a slave uprising came to the city, first year warriors don't yet get taken to war so I missed it.

[b]Key Principle Seven of the Art of War:[/b] [i]in battle use a direct attack to engage and an indirect attack to win.[/i] [/li]

However my father joined the war. The slave uprising was brought up by the remnants of many different races unions, it had started simultaneously in multiple cities and produced some chaos. They had some mages in their lines for fast messaging. They were partially organized, but under equipped, the war went as predicted... a massacre of slaves began, ring leaders were hunted as main objectives and executed in public. My father was on one of these hunts, but the group was ambushed and killed, they fought valiantly, but Hextor had decided it was their time. I was the only one left in my family. I herited my fathers armor, broken blade and all other possessions. All the honor gained by my family was also inherited.

[b]Key Principle Eight of the Art of War:[/b] [i]The way a wise general can achieve greatness beyond ordinary men is through foreknowledge.[/i] [/li]

The war ended not long after that. It had been foreseen by everyone, likely even by the slaves. The last recorded slave uprising was over before a year had changed. A few slaves had managed to escape, large portion were killed, but still a formidable quantity remained to serve as slaves until the end of their petty lives. My training was coming to an end finally and I was made a full fledged warrior. I was given some simple patrol duties first like is tradition, until more special tasks for the church purposes were given. Protecting members of the church or hunting down alleged illegal free races.

[b]Key Principle Nine of the Art of War:[/b] [i]Make your enemy prepare on his left and he will be weak on his right.[/i] [/li]

Finally it had come time for a really special task. As the church put it, this world had been conquered, it was time to expand Hextors message further. My task however was not to preach, spy or conquer truly. My task was to survive and hide true intents. Through sacrifice I would bring triumph and a stepping point to the Planes for the church. The target was Sigil. I was given briefing about the Sigil, the factions and notable matters I should know to succeed in my mission.

[b]Key Principle Ten of the Art of War:[/b] [i]Put the army in the face of death, where there is no escape. And they will not flee or be afraid - there is nothing they cannot achieve.[/i] [/li]

The plan was simple, an object normally unaccepted in Sigil was to be stitched on my stomach to conceal it with my own presence. This object was then sealed with three layer carved tattoos. Even further the church went as far as placing protections on my mind to avoid reading mind as well as possible, though as they mentioned, it was not perfect shield. Whatever happens, I am not to tell the objectives to anyone out of the religion and no one under a status of Priest in church of Hextor or captains in the army. I was given simple instructions that this object would eventually destroy me from the inside and grant us the foothold... until that I need to defend it at all cost. The process was painful, but for Hextor I endure anything...

To Sigil...



Any Means Necessary
((song and lyrics by: Hammerfall))

I won't pull the trigger, just to see you die
No remedy to make me come alive
I'm ticking like a time bomb, no fuse just guts and gore
Initiate the burning of the core

I count down to 0, pull the trigger, no parole
No mercy - no mercy on your soul

Kill by any means necessary
Win by any means necessary
Live by any means necessary
Die by any means necessary

I am not judgmental
A sinner nor a saint
Cause either you're my best friend or you ain't

Come gather here around me
Feel my breath under your skin
I'm deadly only when I'm getting caught

I count down to 0, I'm a soldier without soul
No mercy - no mercy on your soul

Kill by any means necessary
Win by any means necessary
Live by any means necessary
Die by any means necessary

I am born to kill, judge and condemn
I am born to win, slay and maim 'em
I am born to live, fight for glory
I am born to die

Kill
Win
Live
Die

Kill by any means necessary
Win by any means necessary
Live by any means necessary
Die by any means necessary

I am born to kill, judge and condemn
I am born to win, slay and maim 'em
I am born to live, fight for glory
I am born to die, memento mori