Lady Vanndania~ A Paladin's Tale

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    Lady Vanndania, A Paladin's Tale

    Sometimes, I have vague, faded dreams of soft music and light and laughter.
    During these dreams, I feel an overwhelming sense of joy and belonging.
    I see great tree spires reaching to the clouds outlined by beautiful, verdant sunshine.
    Colorful arrays of exotic birds fly overhead creating the perfect picture of serenity.

    Then the scene changes........
    The sky is concealed by dust and flames.
    The sounds become those of people, MY people, wounded and dying.
    The music becomes a cacophony of metal ringing and war cries.
    I hear my own voice chanting prayers and pleading for help from
    my deity Heironeous, God of Valor.
    The answer to my prayers comes as a searing pain in my head,
    and followed by blackness.......

    Forgive me; my name is Vandania, Knight of the Eldritch Order.
    I’m sure I have both a last name and a home, but I couldn’t
    possibly tell you of either, for I don’t remember them.
    You see, some time back, I awoke on a strange shore in a
    suit of broken and tattered armor, grasping a sword hilt
    with one hand and the symbol of my Deity with the other.
    I am not even certain that Vandania is my true name,
    but it’s sufficient for the time being.I am a High Elf
    who started my career as a Holy Warrior, in other words,
    as a Paladin. My ascent into the Eldritch Knight Order began
    back then without my knowledge. In fact, I didn’t even know
    such a thing existed. In a daze i found myself
    wondering about the land for days until I happened upon a
    small town of Baka, wherein,
    I met the first of my knew friends,Quazzibar.

    Quaz and I, in an effort to help my
    memory, undertook a mission for the town Mayor that
    we thought may jog some semblance of my former abilities.
    It started as a seemingly simple quest to retrieve a
    signet ring, stolen from the area's Barron.
    It had been lifted from him by some lizard-like
    creatures called Kobolds during an ambush, who ultimately fled
    into an ancient cave. It all went well for
    us until we discovered that this cave opened into
    a large underground complex. The further we went
    the worse things became.

    We managed to recover this ring and return it,
    but then everything went awry.Turns out, when we
    got this ring, we raised the ire of a
    rather powerful foe. Naturally, we had to return
    to the complex and we knew we had to enlist
    more help. Unfortunately, bravery was in short supply.
    Now, elves and dwarves never really got along too
    well, but as fate would have it, the
    only help we could muster was in the personae of
    two dwarves; the siblings, Torgga and Tordek.
    As a rather unsettled, we four headed into the
    caverns to make our own place in the annals of
    history. Our new mission was to eliminate the Kobold Clan
    that had taken residency in the area and were terrorizing
    the outlying farms. As we pushed onward,
    we discovered that the clan was under the command of
    a relatively powerful Shaman. As this Shaman fell,
    he hinted that this was just the beginning.

    Indeed it was.
    As we moved to the next, the enemies and
    missions got more difficult. Soon we found ourselves matching
    skills with the undead, were-creatures, a
    guild of thieves, and large scale curses.
    In the midst of all this, we learned of
    a much larger threat to life as it is.
    Additionally, we learned of ancient orders of elite heroes.
    One being the legendary Dragon Riders, and another less
    known but very elite called the Eldritch Knights.
    At this point, I was still only a Paladin.
    I was, however, interested in learning more of
    these new orders. Still unknown to me, my
    journey to the order was well underway. Our missions
    had now taken a rather grisly form; we had
    unwittingly started on a great quest to save the region.
    It wasn’t until we reclaimed the Great Storm Forest
    from a curse of misdirection and entrapment that everything began
    falling into place. We learned of friends who were
    now foes and artifacts of order that were now missing,
    which allowed long sealed-away evils to now break
    free to plague the land once more. The most
    notable was a forgotten Archmage, by the name of,
    Luthor Zanderogen. I was awarded the title of “Eldritch Knight”
    after defeating one of his lieutenants in his Forest Tower in the
    forest. As of now, I still know naught of my past.......