Varelient drautneer

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not up for sale/trade/offers

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NAME : Varelient drautneer
NICKNAMES : "bone-daddy"
AGE : 23
GENDER : male
ORIENTATION : Gaye

OCCUPATION : Paladin Do-gooder
SPECIES : Tiefling(Bone variant)
RACE / ETHNICITY : Earth domain
HEIGHT : 7'9"
WEIGHT : 200

-The antichrist apparently Varelient Draurneer was borne Varelient Droughtbringer second son to two worshipers of gruumsh( the god of slaughter and destruction) who offered their child as a vessel for his will when he was still in the womb. The evil god took up their offer and infused Varelient with his essence. He was raised in the cult of carnage, crafted into a perfect weapon for their god’s destructive wishes. Instead of being educated and cared for, he was more raised as a wardog. He learned the bare minimum of languages to communicate basic things and that's it. Around seven years of age, his keepers started taking him out hunting for humans, beat him when he did the slightest thing wrong. They made sure to starve him and pit him against other weakened monsters, ensuring he kept up his vicious hunger and aggression. The only times he was allowed to eat was during the hunts, anything he caught he ate. He started to enjoy the act of killing and devouring his prey, and after a while, the hunts became daily occurrences. He continued to be the cults sacred dog until, when he was 18 when a party of adventurers raided the place and wiped the whole thing out. He was in his holding cell when it happened, and the parties magic user (A young male elf bard named Illdrien Eilvyre ) convinced the party to let him cast sleep on him after observing him for a good while and seeing that he didn’t show any signs of aggression while in the cage. The party agreed, but their tank, who was a war cleric left behind a necklace with the symbol of helm around his neck in hopes that it would guide the light towards Varelient and help heal his mental facilities and lead him on a righteous path. -Getting the light smacked into you When he wakes up, the door to his cell is opened and he has a weird symbol on his chest. He cautiously ventured.outside of his cell, when he noticed the plethora of bodies around the cult’s hideout. He was so preoccupied with the fact that everyone he had ever known was dead. With no direction, he did the only thing that made him feel alive, he went to a nearby village and caused havoc. After disposing of a few of the guards who came to fight him off, he saw a dwarven child running into the forest to try and hide and took chase. The child had almost a whole village distance head start so it took a while for him to catch up with the kid. The child fell and tried to crawl backward in order to escape Vareliant and backed himself into a tree. On his hands and feet completely feral, his skeleton tail swishing back and forth and mouth open to reveal his fangs as he savors the fear he can practically taste coming off of this child who knows they’re about to die. He lunges for the kill and the necklace that the war cleric put on his neck glows bright and he drops down on to the ground paralyzed. His eyes frantically search for the source of this interruption, but there was nothing to see. The forest becomes less saturated and a glowing, fully armored figure steps out from the bushes and approaches him. A few seconds later a glowing dwarf lady followed and came to a stop on the other side of him. The two argued in languages He didn’t understand, the armor having a much colder tone than the dwarfs. Vareliant was stuck on the ground snarling in infernal for a long time, before he was forced into a kneeling position, with the armor taking out a sword of its holster. The dwarf put herself in between the two, very sternly telling the armor something until it relented. The two positioned themselves in front of Vareliant, putting their arms on his face and neck, and blasting holy magic into him. The pain was almost unbearable, seeming to go on forever tho it was really just a few seconds. Soon a sort of warmth took over the pain and he could see with clarity.His soul’s alignment was instantly changed from chaotic evil to Neutral good, gave him a lvl in paladin, and while his memories stayed intact, his personality was mostly a blank slate. The armor looked at him coldly whereas the dwarf was looking sternly at him but still seemed much warmer. They told him that he was being given a second chance and that he would need to make up for his past sins and the deaths he caused. Then they just sort of left, putting him back in his real body, which is still over the child braced to attack. Confused, he blinked a few times before looking down and seeing the dwarvish child. He jerked back in disgust at what he was just about to do and growled at the kid to go away. The kid did not hesitate at all and zoomed off. He felt the instinctive need to chase her, but swallowed it down and stayed put. He stepped back and sank to his knees, holding his head as all the hunts he had ever been on playing over and over in his mind. While he is indisposed, someone made their way out of the bushes. It was the bard that had convinced his party to let him go in the first place. -An inadvertent friend and training The whole party was staying in the village inn, and they had split up to try and find him. He seemed confused at the sudden change that the tiefling had just gone through. Cautiously he approached Vareliant until he was a few feet away from him and sort of just impatiently waited for him to stop having a panic attack. When Vareliant came too he opened his eyes to see a young flamboyantly dressed elf squatting in front of him. HIs eyes widen and he almost tries to get away from him, but then realizes that this is the person who put him to sleep and spared him. He lowered his head, and sort of just waits for the bard to do what he should have done in the cave, and kill vareliant. Instead, the bard grabs his chin and lifts his head back up to look at him. He told Vareliant his name, Ildrien, and that he saw the change that happened and wants to know wtf just happened. Seeing as he’s probably going to die soon he doesn't see any reason not to tell him, vareliant explains everything he can remember, including the hunts, the abuse he suffered at the cult, and the two gods who made him into the neutral good mess that he now is. Ildrien listened intently then straightened himself out and offered a hand for valerian to take. Vareliant hesitated, but eventually took the hand and allowed himself to be pulled up. He took Vareliant and took him back to the town, and instructed him that if he really regrets everything he’s done, he can start by helping repair the damage he’s done. He does this but the townspeople still hate him and treat him like a monster, so yeah. Ildrien is able to persuade his party to allow Vareliant to come with them when they move out, and although the other three were very reluctant, he eventually won them over by trying to do as many good deeds as he can. Throughout their adventuring, he grew into his own personality instead of just being what the gods gave him. He also noticed that while the other members of the party are generally accepted in Anytown they go to, he is scorned and hears whispers of people's fear and disgust of having a very monstrous tiefling in their city. He decided that the best way to combat peoples fear and disgust would be to try and pass off as an elf, he shaved down his horns-something the party was against because why should he have to mutilate himself fo strangers- found some special Ear clips that straighten out his ears to look more elvish when he wears them, and Ildrien enchants some pants to look however he wants them to, allowing him to hide his tail under them and not showing the dimensions of his tail through the fabric. After all of that, he looked like a slightly blind sea elf, which was more than enough for the towns he went afterward to treat him like the treated everybody else. There are a few times he's lost control of himself and has reverted back to his “natural state” and became a mindless killer as he was before the gods did their thing. His party is always able to get him to calm down and come back to reality, but the fact that it has happened at all terrifies him. People finding out what he is and him reverting back are his worst fears. Because of this, he gets really snappy if someone touches his head or his tailbone area. -How did he get to this party? After a few years of helping out people with his old party, he got a vision from Berronar Truesilver about a goliath child that needed help finding her family and that he needed to go to her. He attempted to take his current party, but things kept going wrong whenever they would try to depart, until finally, Barron had to spell it out that he had to go alone by coming into a vision, and lovingly telling him she’s been sending him signs that he needed to go alone but he was too daft to realize. He found Thulu traveling and the party happened.