Az is the Pathfinder character of my buddy, Dan. She is an Osiriani Oracle twice cursed by the gods.
Az was training to become a smith in her hometown in Osirion. One of the gods sent dow a divine revelation to inspire her into servitude as a cleric and she denied it - her passion was in the forges. One does not simply deny a call from the gods, however, and her forge was struck down by divine intervention. The forge burned hot enough to melt itself and the building crumbled around her, burying her master, fellow apprentices, and herself.
Ptah, the god of the forge, spared her life, and once she dug herself out, she attempted to spare the lives of her fellows. They could not be saved, her arms were permanently blackened and scarred to remind her of her failings, and the spirits of her slain fellows haunt her to this day. Az fled from Osirion down to the River Kingdoms to hopefully escape the influence of the gods.
Az was blessed, or perhaps cursed, with limited divine power over Time from that point onward, despite her lack of interest in the gods. She is smart and good with people - good at manipulating them, specifically, and has no qualms about using honeyed words and veiled threats to get what she wants. Currently she has her eyes set on the stewardship of her very own kingdom in the fractured, lawless country. To accomplish this goal, she runs with the Fellowship of the Wolf, presumably doing odd jobs for influence and profit to build her eventual domain.
Az was training to become a smith in her hometown in Osirion. One of the gods sent dow a divine revelation to inspire her into servitude as a cleric and she denied it - her passion was in the forges. One does not simply deny a call from the gods, however, and her forge was struck down by divine intervention. The forge burned hot enough to melt itself and the building crumbled around her, burying her master, fellow apprentices, and herself.
Ptah, the god of the forge, spared her life, and once she dug herself out, she attempted to spare the lives of her fellows. They could not be saved, her arms were permanently blackened and scarred to remind her of her failings, and the spirits of her slain fellows haunt her to this day. Az fled from Osirion down to the River Kingdoms to hopefully escape the influence of the gods.
Az was blessed, or perhaps cursed, with limited divine power over Time from that point onward, despite her lack of interest in the gods. She is smart and good with people - good at manipulating them, specifically, and has no qualms about using honeyed words and veiled threats to get what she wants. Currently she has her eyes set on the stewardship of her very own kingdom in the fractured, lawless country. To accomplish this goal, she runs with the Fellowship of the Wolf, presumably doing odd jobs for influence and profit to build her eventual domain.
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