Garthalemeau

Lord Garthalemeau
Okie now, lets see what I kin remembers bout me past. I nae never knew me parents personally, as unfortunately me dad was killed before I was born, and me mums, well, . I nebber gots to meet her either. The reasons around dis are rather foggy, and Ive learned not to ask too many questions about it, and am happy wif da fact dat me uncles took it upon themselves to raise me properly in the lands. My Uncle Thallicus is an Empath, and my Uncle Magellican is a Cleric, so trust me, I gots plenty o trainin and upbringin on how one should care for others first, and put them selves after the needs of the first been taken care of.

When I was a growin up boy, I nae really knew what I wanted to be when I grews up, I nae really had a real mums or dad to be a role model, and I dinnae wanna follow exactly in me Uncles footsteps either. Dinnae git me wrongs, I cherish dem both, but well, I is one who likes a lil exitement in life, and healin well, I jes didn't see me havin the patience to be good at it like me uncle is.

I would sit round many a time and watch me uncles perform their miracles of mending bodies wounded both in flesh and spirit, and longed to be able to help meself. Now I knew dat I would nae ever be able to raise the dead, as only clerics is able to do dat, nor would I be able to take wounds from others to ease their pain, so I figgered dat I would train in first aid a whole lots, so dat, even though I cinnae remove the wounds, I kin at least binds em tight nuff so dat the person kin makes it to a healer.

One day a real nasty invasion hit town an undeads and all sorts of nasty creatures were runnin wild in the streets striking down anyone and everyone in their path. As usual, me uncles were doin their deeds trying to bring the dead back to life, and the injured back to health. Me bein a lil tyke at the time, only 2 whole years old, I knews better den to try to 'help out' as I'd be fodder in a second, and thus a burden on the already overworked healers and raisers. Given this, I took me normal place in the shadows of a safe area, watchin me uncles do their work, and helpin others wif herbs and whatever I could, and generally tryin to be of assistance, yet stay out of the way of the professionals. Then... the most horrid sight I ever will witness happened. My uncle Magellican jes brought a fellow cleric back to life, and not 5 seconds afterwards, the primary defenses gave way, and the undead creatures were all over us. People were stunned, people were hurt, people were busy tendin wounds or in the final phases of spells bein cast for raisin. Well, me uncle was already very low on spirit from jes raisin the dead, stunned from the very act, and unable to do a thing. One of these horrid things reached out and touched him and drained him of what little spirit he had left in him. My uncle suffered a spirit death that day as I looked on in horror, totally unable to do a thing to help him. His body rotted, and appeared right next to me on the altar. As he stepped off the altar, the beast slew him again with it's weapon. He died yet again that day.

I didnt know what to do, I was in shock from the sheer terror of witnessing an act so foul. I shamefully admit, I ran and hid, and cried for the loss my uncle suffered, as the suffering of the others. I stayed in hiding for several days, as I was both scared, and embarrassed that someone might have seen me run away and might remember that act of cowardess in a time of need.

Finally after much praying, thought, and inner soul searching, my purpose in life was galvanized. I was going to make it my lifes mission to combat the undead, to free them from that curse that was laid upon their souls, and hopefully, prevent an act like that from ever occuring again. I also made it a moral imperative dat I render assistance to others in need whenever I can, whether it be to tend a wound, to lifekeep them, to fog them to safety, or to bless their weapon, since I failed to do so in my past.

Upon realization of what the gods have laid out for the path I must follow, I began a quest of knowledge, asking several of the lords and ladies I knew about how I could best go about my mission, and explaining to them what happened. A kindly Cleric told me, dat when I reach the age of 3, that I should seek her out in the Voln Courtyard and she would help me with my mission. Not knowin exactly what she meant, I did just dat. When I turned 3, I indeed sought out her presence, whereupon she initiated me into the Order of Voln, where I soon realized that, the orders mission was MY mission, to free the undead. Perhaps for different reasons, but our paths have intertwined and remain there to this day.

Upon learning more of the order, and what it stands for, I made it a missive to learn as much as I could from the Order, and to do my utmost best to be the best I can possibly be for my task. Now I freely admit, I aint the best dere is, no way, no how, but I will also admit, dat I train vhemently every chance I gits to, to better my skills for fighting the undead.

A lil later, I gots to thinkin, this Luukos scum, who encaptures these souls to do his evil bidding, I am nae gonna let him jes do his evil deeds freely and unchecked. This is why I carry my Luukos Crested Tower Shield with me. The shield is there to serve a purpose. It is there to let that evil vermin KNOW, dat I am watchin him, and I know of his presence and deeds, and will do everythin in me power, even after I may have been slain, to stop his evil forces from ravagin our lands. Every time I hoist dat shield in MY defense, it is a slap in his face, it lets him know that I am watchin, and waitin, and dat one day, my turn will come, and he will have to answer to both mortal and immortal, for the misdeeds that he has wrought upon us. At times, I grow weary, and weak from battle, I git fatigued, injured, low on health. When I find my preserverance start to wane, all I has to do is look at me shield, and remember the atrocities I have witnessed in the past, caused by that vermin, and it helps renew my energy towards the battle.

Now some have asked me from time to time,... Do I follow Luukos and his minions? Ohh YES I DO follow him!!! but NOT in the way that you may think. Eventually, as the world evolves, and times change, I may meet up with this foe, and I very well may lose my very soul upon this day, but I swear by my honor, there will be a reckoning on that day, and I will NOT go down without a fight. My soul may be torn from my body, that is a fact of life, but I will be able to rest peacefully in Lorminstra's
grace, knowin dat I did all humanly possible to stop the scurge upon our lands.

Given my goals, I have equipped myself with the best armors I can afford, and although full plate is very heavy, I feel its protection far outweights :hah, I jes made a funny: it's weight. Many a time I have found dat where I should have been left a beat up bloody pulp from a whumpin I jes received, I was lucky to only receive a few health down and perhaps a minor injury or two. Now if I kin jes remembers to wear it all the time when I go into a fight. ::mutters sumtin bout giantmen and teeny
brains:: Unfortunately however, I have also found dat full plate, jes LOVES lectricity of any type, and I proudly wear the nickname the cloud magnet. Dere kin be 20 people in a room, and Im the one who gonna go poof when the cloud unleashes. I will also mention dat I still am a one hit wunder when it comes to these things too. Cloud+Garth= visit to Lorminstra's Domain first time every time. Ahh well, eventually I mights be able to start dodgin dem things, but tis a small price to pay for the benefits
it gives me to perform me deeds.

I have mastered all of my steps in voln, and proudly proclaim dat feat as well. I hear stories told to me by my uncle's and kin attest dat the path to enlightenment is much harder today den it was back in their times. Now speakin of stories, I hear talk of a globe and turns on it, and I hears folk braggin on how they got hunnereds or even thousands of turns on dat globe for saved up favor. Me personal views is dat, if favor is saved up dat much, den it aint a favor at all, dat it not bein used properly for what it was intended for, and one should go out and GIVE back to society a bit. Garth rarely have over 40 or 50 spins as he is always blessin blades for folks, and foggin the dead back to voln for healin and raisin. I nae really use the thought net much, cept for important stuffs, as it saddens me to see the nightly fights and petty bickerin dat go on dere. At times I have been so embarrassed to be part of dat 'order' from some of the fights dat ive seen, dat I started wunnerin if it was really for me afterall wif dem attitudes, but den start thinkin of my mission to free the undead, and jes sigh and move along. Dere been times wheer I have asked dat a specific arguement be taken private, only to be chastised to minds me own business. Mind me own business!!! yer screamin in me brain jes made it my business ya dolts!!

I is currently a member of the warrior guild, and whilst I am progressin in it, slowly I may add, I have nae mastered any one trade yet. Me hopin dat on me next burfday I will have mastered dem warrior tricks, so dat I may make a sheath for a very special friend. After dat, I think I best concentrate on warcries, as I hear dat dere is one dat kin help members of yer party as well. Berzerkin while it seem a neat thing to do, also, kin upset other folks as well as ya in yer blood lust go stormin round and
kill everythin in site. Even though a warrior may nae be able to helps it, it still kinnuv seems like poachin to me, but dat jes a personal opinion dere and nuthin bad meant by it towards anyone. In a few months when I has me next burfday or whenever, please feel free to look me up and Ill be more den happies to make ya a custom sheath of yer choice.

Curently I have no short term goals set in me mind, as I live a rather simple life, and am pleased by little things. Me health, and me abilities to help others in need is plenty nuff to keep me happy, n as long as dere minions of the undead to free, I will keep workin towards me lifes goal.

Well, dis is bout it for me. Nothin spectacular ere, I is jes a simple warrior tryin to make a difference in a land, which seems so indifferent at times. I may come and I may pass witout notice, but as long as there was one person who I have helped, and made a positive change in deir life, den I is happy that I have left me mark on the world.

Garthalameau Mengellicus da Cloud Magnet.