DragonLance - PBeM Campaign

Ht: 5'4" (~1.63m)
Wt: 99 lbs (~50 kg)
Age: 96 (~22 in human)

Qualinesti-Elf Fighter/Wizard of high Sorcery

Physical Description: Lore NightBird stands at a height of 5' 4" and weighs 99 pounds. He has medium purple colored eyes that seem to take everything in at once and eveluate them almost instandly and any who has seen he fight would think he can veiw the very near future as well. His hair is a plae gold that from a distance seems that it maybe white. He wears it in one long braid that goes to the middle of his back to keep it out of his way during a fight. He is a little more serious then most elves and is haunted and drived by his past which few know about and he does not openaly share. He is not quick to call other friends unless they are elven or they prove them selves in some way.

Background: Lore was born to Nefutire ( his father ) and Kelghteiyr ( his mother). His birth was a rarety for elf for it was a multuple birth not twins but triplets. He is the middle child of the birth with his one sister Loreie being the oldest and the other Selinerty being the youngest. From an early age he heard stories of clerics and what they could do in the world for his mother was and still is a cleric and was alive before they were lost to the world. He wanted to know why they were lost and if is was possible to return them to the world again. Other then that his child was not to interesting till he reached the age of 30 and started his training under a friend of his father who was a bladesinger along side his younger sister while there older sister became a cleric as their mother was. Under Talinhed guidence Lore quickly became a swordman of great skill and what seamed like potental in magic as well. With time he'd be a match for almost anyone in his guild. His sister was not so lucky as a swordwoman she was great but magic was beyond her grasp. So after a few short years she left training with her brother to learn to be a ranger instead. He was gald to she her go where she not feel so left out and where she could become more sure of her self. After she left his training became more inteanse. He entered his frost real trail at the age of 67. He was sent out in to the woods not normaly patroled by his settlement to fend for him self for 5 years. the goal was simple surive alone and with out help your training contuines if not you are discharged from the guild. This was a test he loved! Alone with a chance to show every how able he was to live on his own and have time to think aboiut what was to come. At the end of his trail he returned for further training but this time more fouced on magic then the sword. Although this was a great deal more boring he know he had to learn it as well to become a true bladesinger. After the basics of spellcasting were lernt and he learn a few spell the real work began which wasat the age of 80. The real work being the combineding of both of the arts sword and magic as one. At the age of 96 he was granted full membership into the guild and was given its tattoo n his left chech and neck a leaping black panther. But the enjoy ment was short lived for two weeks later a strange disaise fell upon his settlement ( and later he found it to be an isolateded illness.). It was an illness that burned the victum from the inside out and was no cure that could be found and many died. His mother was the first to die. He was at her death bed the day she died and promised to furfill her last request or die tring. To find out where the one thing that may have saved her and the others from there fate had gone and if possible restore it. He vowed to find out what happen to the clerical powers that vanished over 300 years ago. Before she died she gave him the sword he now carrys. She told him it was his grandfather who died when she was very young ( Her father died at the age of 1094 and had the sword since he was 190 (and he got it from his father when he died at the age of 845 and he had it since he was 200) she got it when she was 265 aand she died at the age of 724 and he has had it for 15 years. That means the sword is at least 1935 years old!!!)
He stayed long enough to confort his fathers last days, to she his older sister take thoose who showed no sign of the illness to start a new temporay settlement till it was safe to return, and to see his youngest sister set off before them to find a place to sett up that new settlement. And so his quest begans alone a long and winding path to the future and hopefully the return of the clerical power that have been lost for so long. In his travels he found no true clerics even in his own kins settlements. Along his way he gain a few friends of his own kind and even aid in some battles for his race. When an elven settlement he was in was being thearten by a rather large hoard of golblin kin his aid was very much a major fact in the small war. As gift for his help he was given his firebane clock which is normal reservered for rangers of high standing and his bracsers of defence. Not long after he aided a wizard regain a lost item of some value and was given a bag of secure holding for his help. And a few years later later he was given his ring of strenght for his guildmaster for some " assistance" he gave him in a " small matter of state". As of late he was been running into more and more trouble on the roads and paths he followed for so long. He didcided to use a spell he has never before tired to help aid his quest, he called for a fimilair. The one he got was beyongd his wildist dreams a small panther cub no more then 2 weeks old. Very odd seeing as they do not live in the area he cast the spell and he did not see how it could have traveled hundreds on hundreds of mils to get here at such a young age. searching the area and following it trail it seemed that she appered out of thin air for the trcack show up out of nowhere and there are no others nearby. Seeing as he acted the " Mother " to the young cub the bond is even stronger then normal. In time he named her Myth for the odd way she showed up. Everything was the smae up till he this point with travel being more dangers up till the night of the dream. He when to sleep and dream of a man called " Uriel " who told him he was need else where and time was short. as the dream when on he became more and more willing to aid the mans old friends for their quest was closling related to his own. Upon saying we would help he awoke in a cave with myth at his side and an odd feeling of " Kinship " to the man from his dream and a need to find his friends. The oddest thing was he knows they are below him some where. And so the next chapter of his tale begins.