Forlan Gwystir

muscular , almost human looking

scars, lots of body hair

groomed facial hair

mohawk

tall

ring of the ram - spectral ram

telekinetic connection to patron

assumes his patrons features at points

can instinctively speak in the undead lych tongue used by his patron -distorted elvish, communes with the dead in this language

scale armor

broach

ring of the ram

cords tied in beard

magical symbol engraved in flesh , tattoo

young love, the one that got away

has an unknown child

loss of younger brother whom relied upon Forlan

Masc He/Him

heterosexual

hands on education with arcana

skillful with words

learned in architecture thanks to mountain dwarf heritage

street smart

literate, reads mostly adventure

cunning

for hire

not yet

chapter of accomplishments yet to come

First heartbreak

Previously a shamed grave robber now attempting to redeem himself

losing teenage love

loss of younger brother

traumatised by past criminal lifestyle

street smart

learned in architecture and arcana

If you die without shitting your pants at least once from fear then the death is not worth it

You have to experience stuff in order to inspire people to change

And what is a better catalyst for change than cataclysm

perfect your craft, take care of those you love, was more romantci when younger but now is more distanced to the emotional side of himself and life , prioritises new experiences over finding long term love, believes himsef to be destined for no partnership,

the new powers he has been granted by his patron has spawned a new epoch of self , somewhat hedonistic

you have to do something about your life if you want anything to happen

mocking of the disabled and vulnerable

complacency

complaint

Having found a new friend and a 'gust of wind' (and, let's be honest, a great temptation to try his new powers) Forlan desired to do something exciting, something that matters. Going back into Starspire Mountains wasn't really his goal at that moment, he was like 'I've always been under my father's hand and couldn't go anywhere without permission, and last 10 years... let's not talk about that, ey, Wrinkles? I finally have a chance to do whatever the hell I want!' So he took Beregost, a popular stop between Baldur's Gate and Amn, usually thriving with merchant caravans, as his destination (there really was no point in it other than "let's find something to do, they need people who solve problems right?"). Kaol'Arai didn't want to do or see anything specific yet - just the very picture of everyday life, work and social interactions filled him with joy as his friend roamed across the country. So he travelled north, along the coast, trying to earn some living by cooking in inns, chopping wood and such, also hunting for some better errands allowing him to use his newly acquired powers (he didn't want to draw unnecessary attention, so announcing himself 'a warlock to hire' was not an option). Soon enough, he saw an advert on the inn's wall - Calishite Malissiah was willing to pay good money for some battle-hardened individuals. It seemed quite bizarre since merchants were just comers and goers in Beregost - just a few days thing. Malissiah wanted a proof that Forlan is the one she seeks, but a quick telepathy trick convinced her he's more than a mere cook.

chaotic , disorganised , arcana , mountain dwarf architecture , party chef

Likes:

good food , exotic dishes

new experiences

adventure books

talking to people

Dislikes:

bland food

boredom

big trees (make him feel uncomfortable)

Alcohol

Hates:

carrots

Fears:

Large Tree

scared of big trees ,

skilled at cooking

entertainment and spontaneity , uncertainty , rash and acts without thinking, will make a decision even if that decision is a bad one just to proceed

none as of yet

well groomed , hygienic

unknown child

ex-spouse

lych patron

ex member of gang of grave robbers

surviving older sister (resides in calimshan as a trader)

not religious , romantic , believes in afterlife , connection with the dead

charismatic

constantly adjusting mohawk so that it lies to the left

cooking

finding tasty exotic food

exploring

adventure novels

nasally voice

not wealthy