Damack

Human / Rogue

Submitted character story

You are the rogue who investigates from the darkness, the Shadow Investigator finding names and debts alike. The divine voice that pulled you back from death gave you purpose sharper than any blade you carry. You hunt because you were commanded to, and that sacred weight sits heavier than gold or glory ever could. Tables will remember you as the agent of something greater, daggers drawn in service to the light.

Defining moment: Everything fades to black,  then in a glimmer all of my past deeds pass before my eyes.  In an instant it all disappears.  In a flash a light in the distance, I'm running towards it, there in the light a figure,  I cant see it, but i know it's there.  Then it speaks, not in words but in my soul.  "Do not be afraid,  Damack go and make right the wrongs in this world, do my bidding as I have commanded.  With you a helper I have given, in your heart and soul, the helper will guide you, strengthen you and protect you.  When your words fail close your eyes and the spirit i give you will speak for you.  Now go!" 

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