Triangles

School years - Pre-patron

He was the quiet type, always holed up in the library. Considered 'best friends' with the library crew, even though they didn't really chat much; just enjoyed reading together in silence. Got in trouble for doodling triangles on his stuff because he was oddly obsessed with geometry, especially triangles, earning him that nickname. When he did open his mouth, it was usually with some weird, slightly creepy comment and a morbid sense of humor. Kind of reserved but also a bit quirky. Sneakily broke into professors' private libraries for some off-the-record reading, and surprisingly, he was rarely caught. Plus, a killer memory, acing tests left and right.

Teaching years (pre-patron)

He used to be the quiet type, but he found joy in teaching math. He was part of a tight-knit crew of professors and students, hell-bent on merging magic and math. They were convinced that numbers held the key to the universe and all its secrets. One of the professors in this crew used to be part of Triangles' 'library crew' back in their student days.

Triangles, however, wasn't too interested in blending magic and math. His thing was unlocking the deeper meaning behind triangles and geometry. In one of his thought experiment sessions, he stumbled upon a new form of geometry centered around precise triangle measurements. He’s elated! This is what he has been working towards his whole life. Everything he has done has been for this!! …but what now? He was now highly respected and celebrated by fellow mathematicians and travelled from college to college teaching his theorem. But that only lasted about a year or so before he started isolating himself from the rest of the team to focus on combining the theorem with his magic. It’s the logical next step, despite having very little interest in it previously.

As he dove into this fusion, he started recalling those forbidden books he once devoured. The ones with pacts and creatures that may or may not exist. At first, he brushed it off as a distraction, a way to keep his mind occupied. But as time ticked on and isolation set in, those moral boundaries blurred. Knowledge became the ultimate goal, and he was willing to go to any lengths to attain it.

Patron years plus!

Having effectively traded his soul to his Patron for knowledge and the uncanny ability to channel his mathematical prowess into raw eldritch power, Triangles began with the hope of dissecting and comprehending this newfound ability. The initial plan was to break it down, document the results, and enable others to replicate it.

However, that plan swiftly took a backseat as the energy coursing through him proved difficult to articulate. He struggled to put the experience into words and found it increasingly challenging to focus on a single task. His thoughts seemed to be tugged in all directions simultaneously, and his once-sharp memory became scattered.

As a result it is said that his college mates and mathematics team gradually distanced themselves from Triangles. It became evident that he was no longer the same elf; he had become louder, more erratic, and, most disconcertingly, his moral compass seemed to have vanished. Anything went if it meant gaining knowledge.

Oddly enough, this transformation suited Triangles just fine. The narrow-minded thoughts and ideas of his former peers had begun to grate on him.

Triangles' Patron, always vigilant, observed his subjects through a glowing eye emblem, with Triangles sporting his on his hat.

The Patron hungered for more knowledge about Faerûn; its religions, diverse races, geography, and especially forbidden lore. Triangles reveled in acquiring knowledge, eagerly sourcing and providing the desired information. He never questioned why his Patron sought this wealth of information; his insatiable appetite for knowledge overshadowed any such concerns.