Gilheart the Fallen

## How Gilheart came to be

Gilheart comes from Termina, an outlying group of small islands where the Aasimar came and went from this world to the gods. Termina had been one of the last remaining connections to the gods leading up to the day the Gods' Malice, as the pitiful race that created it called the device. The family Gilheart came from, the lineage of Phanuel, who was the Angel of Judgement who served and worshiped Bahamut, the God of Law and War. The men were all vigorously trained as warriors to serve under Bahamut. Gilheart was not even a thought when the Mallus was set off, but the effects had harsh effects on his life still. During the time when the bomb was set off most of the Aasimar were back in the heavens so when the world and the heavens were severed from each other, Families were forever separated, which is what happened to Gilheart's father, Samkiel. His mother was not so lucky in that she was stuck on the mortal realm with a small group of Aasimar. Together they struggled to survive the harsh new world that was created from the remains of the old. Gilheart was born one dark day day and was brought up as a warrior full of hate for the enlightened ones who did this to him and his people.

## Backstory

Growing up on the largest island of the archipelago of Termina, Senmtoot, which translates to Bridge in common language.

It was given this name Because here was the temple which connected the realms. The Temple was completely destroyed in the initial explosion that severed the realms of existence.

Gilheart grew up training in the ways of the warrior and attempting to rebuild the temple to hopefully reconnect his people with the heavens, but no amount of work or magic could ever get the connection to reconnect.

   One day, while on the final attempt of the day to try and bring the connection back, a portal opened, everyone cheered and failed to notice that it was the last thing they could have ever hoped for, it wasn't a portal leading them home, it was a group of enlightened hunters that were looking for the last of the Assimars that would have been left behind after the blast.

They walked through the portal, A Human with long black hair, a face covered in scars and a magical eye that had a deep red glow to it. He was the leader of the group, he gave a hearty laugh as he looked at the group of Aasimar terrified at what just happened and said "I told you that they would try and get back to their pitiful gods, now look where its gotten them! Who is in charge of this little escape operation?" he inquired.

The group pointed to Gilheart and backed away fearfully.

"Ah so you're the one." as he stared right into Gilheart's eyes, he slowly walked up to him and grabbed him by the neck, beginning to to choke him out. Gilheart couldn't do anything out of fear for what he had just done.

The hunter asked "How many of you wretched creatures are still left on this rock?" Gilheart tried to say something but could barley get the words out.

"What was that? care to repeat, i couldn't quite hear you." the man said

   "You best not underestimate us human scum" Gilheart said forcefully as a volley of arrows and magic came crashing through the walls and windows. The man released his grip and fled back into the portal, as he did this the Aasimar Mages closed it.

Once recovering from the shock of what happened he orders everyone to get to the village and alert everyone to evacuate the island immediately,

"We don't know how long it will be before they come back and reopen the gate, get everyone off of this island as quickly as possible" Gilheart ordered. Everyone rushed to the village and they all started to gather what little food and supplies they had left and geared up, ready to fight.

While they all did that the island started to shake and the temple that they all fled from explodes in a flash of fire and magic, sending debris all over the island - some of which came hurdling toward the village. The debris crushed Aasimars and their huts, scattering the already worried survivors.

Enlightened Hunters come rushing from where the temple used to stand killing anyone in their path; mages scattered fireballs into the village and killed Aasimars with no sign of remorse, slaughtering them like animals. The few that could still fly were shot out of the sky, falling to the earth below like flaming meteors. The few warriors and mages the Aasimars had were on the front lines holding the Hunters back as long as they could so the rest could try and escape the island on the remaining boats they had.

The hunters saw the boats trying to leave and volleyed the boats with Fire balls and magic missiles, sinking and killing anyone who tried to escape. Gilheart, seeing that the front line defense was proving useless, ordered a retreat of the warriors to try and defend the escaping boats. He and a few others made it to the one boat that had been left and set off, luckily just evading the attacks of the hunters.

Gilheart looked back in horror to see the village burning, the temple erased from existence, and the beach drenched with blood and and littered with bodies of his friends and family. The last thing he saw was the same man who first came through the portal, shouting from the beach - "Go ahead and run we will find you eventually find you!" as Gilheart and the few sailed off into the ocean.

## Session Stories

Session 1: Humble Beginnings

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