Demitrios Hearthhaven

Demitrios “Demi” Hearthhaven is a resident in Nousha in Wresten. He is a paladin of Sopuru and a private investigator with his uncle Gem Rockford.

## History

Demitrios Hearthhaven grew up in a midsized city outside of Nousha as a single child of his father and mother, Ruby. He as enrolled early into the academy at the temple Sopuru to train as a Paladin.  Demi was a modest students but he excelled at all things athletic.  He quickly moved to that top of his class and earned his Stones at one of the youngest ages ever.  After completing his studies at the Temple, he donned his gifted armor, and planned his next move to make the world a better, more perfect place.  His beloved mother, Ruby, suggested that he go the the big city and find her brother, Gem Rockford.  Demi was very excited to finally get a chance to visit his war-hero and idol.  He quickly packed and left for Nousha.

Demitrios was surprised by what he found once reaching Nousha, and not pleasantly.  Uncle Gem was easy enough to find after conversing with the locals, but it wasn’t what he expected.  He thought Uncle Gem was…different.  He definitely did not expect him to be living in a cart down by the water.  Maybe it had to do with one of his wives.  But the man himself was fine to deal with, even if a little gruff.  Gem showed him the ropes and Demi was more the happy to learn, especially when it came to dealing with the city-folk.  That was until their first try mission…and the accident.  After that everything was different.

## Appearance

Visually Demi is a thinly built dwarf that resembles his uncle Gem quite a bit.  He has thinning black hair with specks of white that is starting to recede way too early considering he’s in his 20s.  Demy doesn’t wear a beard, but does sport a nice bushy, handlebar mustache that hangs down past his jaw.  He face is very worn looking.  Sunken, deep set eyes that are so brown that they almost look black.  He has hollowed cheeks on a face that looks like it used to enjoy smiling.  He looks much older then he is, almost to the point that he looks more like Gem’s younger brother other then his nephew.  Demi wears full plate armor that looks like he even added extra to.  He resembles a turtle in that way.  With a skinny neck and head sticking out of a shell of armor.  He has a large shield strapped across his back, but carries no obvious weapon.

## The Accident

From the Journal of Demitrios Hearthhaven:

> *“I am Demitrios, paladin of Sopuru, and was employed as a detective with my partner and uncle, Gem.  I was the rookie partner learning from an esteemed veteran and was eager and brighteyed to make the world a better place.  Early in our partnership we were investigating a missing person and it lead us to a rundown part of town and into an abandoned tavern.  The scene inside was horrible.  There was waste and debris through out and evil iconography marring the walls.  Much of it made no sense to me, but Gem seemed to have a seen scenes like this before. While exploring the tavern, we found a tunnel under the basement floor and followed it to sepulcher of some unknown design.  And in this abhorrent place, we found the girl. Dirty. Abused. Terrified.  I let Gem take the lead and followed behind him, letting Uncle Gem’s experience shine.  He always was such a paragon of competency.  Gem immediately went to the girl’s aid and I stayed back to observe and keep watch. How that 45kg suud-head snuck up on me, I have no idea.  Better question, is how he was able to carry that accursed glaive.  No matter the reason, he was able to stick that blade into me.  Deep in.  Deeper then flesh.  While I laid there on that cold stone floor, bleeding out, Uncle Gem did what heroes always do.  He dispatched that little shit, saved my life, and rescued the girl in the end.  I wish that could was the end of the story, we all do; however, that fiendish glaive still had more in store for me.  When Gem snipped that villain’s mortal coil, a voice entered my conciseness.  It told me things and tried to coerce me into action that were anathema to my being.  It was the glaive, and it was evil.  I took it upon myself, against Uncle Gem’s advice, to wield that weapon and be the bearer of its curse.  I now wait for the time that I can destroy Xantavious.  Heh, one of its many names. Xantavious, the Mouth that Devours the Light.  The One that Will Smash the Wheel.  The Grindstone to Mill the World.  Whatever it likes to call itself.  No matter how highly it perceives itself.  Be damned its self-prescribed destiny.  I, Demitrios, paladin of Sopuru, now carry the burden so nobody else has to, until the moment I can destroy it and rid Toivoa of its evil influence.”*
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