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Gnarr
Joff
Marcomir
Pelath
Sedriss

Tadios
Tharn
Tobias

Marcomir

(Mike DeSensi)

Race and Class

Human-Sorceror

Level-Alignment

Lvl 3 (Nuetral-Good)

Stats

Str 11(+0),Int 13(+1)
Dex 13(+1),Wis 10(+0)
Con 13(+1),Cha 15(+2)

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Feats

Skills w/Ranks

Weapon Attacks

Race/Class

Extra feat level 1, extra 1 skill per level
Favored Multiclass: Any, Any extra lang at lvl1
Simple weap prof, free familiar

Languages

common

XP and GP

God(s)

Equipment

Standard traveling pack, Valhalla knife(+1)
Travelers gear

Description

Age-16, W-190, H-6'2"
Male

Magic and Spells

Kills/Killing Blows

Personality

Family

History

Childhood and Youth
Born in the Middle Kingdom town of Mirath, east of the river Kuld. Miriath was a small non-descript farming community of 120 inhabitants. He led a normal uneventful childhood. He had never seen a major city. His father was the town constable/mayor and they lived a moderater lifestyle, until the town was destroyed by the black dragon Agrilanuledrich.

The Dragon Agrilanuledrich
Six moons ago the black dragon Agrilanuledrich destroyed the town and ate all of the inhabitants except Marcomir. He tried to fight off the dragon but the dragon avoided him. When he alone was left the dragon towered before him. "I am Agrilanuledrich. I sense the arcane powers flowing in your veins. I will not harm you, the blood of my kindred the Dragons flows within you." Marcomir was stunned because he had just had some awakening of the magic within him.

The Mark of the Dragon
The last thing Marcomir remembered was the dragon talking to him, and then all went black. When he awoke he could feel a tingling in his senses. A feeling of power coursed through his veins. He also felt pain in his right palm and when he looked he seen a tattoo of unknown meaning. This tattoo glows whenever marcomir casts a spell. This is the mark:

Leaving Home
As he was looking at his new tattoo, he heard the dragon overhead, "We will meet again, sorceror." And it flew away. Marcomir grabbed what he could from the burned town and traveled north along the River Kuld. He stole what he could and practiced his new found talent along the way. He stumbled into a band of adventurers in Safehurst. He was robbed of all his possessions. In gratitude for the kindness of the Dwarf Tharn Marcomir has decided to aid the company in thier search for the temple of Thor.

Words Haunt him
The words haunt Marcomir. Always in the back of his head are the words of the dragon "We will meet again sorceror." He plans to seek this dragon out one day. For what purpose he searches out this dragon he knows not. Only that he is drawn to do so, he feels compelled to do so.

His Partner
Recently Marcomir has discovered his familiar. It is a small Psuedo-Dragon who has been nicknamed P.D. until a more appropriate one can be invented. It seems Marcomir was meant to travel north with the company.

At first Tharn felt he had to protect this young man, but now he realizes that his friend has now become a powerful Sorceror that doesn't need protecting at all. The party is glad to be on his side instead of on his bad side.

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