Nox Sussoro

Nox believes in honour above all else. He believes that the guild is full of the corrupt and dishonourable, so he strives to show everyone he travels with how they should be acting.
That said, he has met some from the guild that have displayed the qualities he believes in.

## Biography

### **Early Years**

Born and raised in Otha’s docks, Nox was still young (early 30’s) when he first met his wife, Sky. It was love at first sight and they married within a year, though it was still another 180 years before they decided it was finally time to try for a child.

Unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances, they were unable to conceive. It took 10 years of trying, with 2 sorrowful miscarriages, but they were finally blessed with a child.

Tacet was born in the winter shortly after Nox’s 220th birthday.

During the day, Nox worked in the docks, filleting and gutting fish coming in off the fishing boats. He would always ensure he was home in the evening in order to read Tacet an evening story, and would spoil his son at every opportunity, with trinkets and toys.

Returning from work one day, he saw smoke rising, far more heavily than any usual hearth fire. Rushing the remaining distance, he found his home in ruins and the burnt corpses of his family still smoking in the remains.

Searching around, he found small indications leading him to believe the fire had been caused by a group of Drow, who at the time had been causing havoc throughout the east ridings.

Heading to Otha’s Rest, to request the aid of the adventurers guild in tracking down those responsible for his family's deaths, Nox discovered that the guild were in fact already aware of the issues being caused by the Drow, but had as of yet been unable to stop it.

Seeking for someone to blame, Nox chose to blame the guilds ignorance, believing they were not even trying to stop the chaos.

Having worshipped the Raven Queen for a majority of his life, Nox followed the teachings that Shadar-Kai returned to the Raven Queen after their death, if not in body, at least in spirit.

With this belief firmly held, Nox chose to dedicate his life to her in full, hoping that one day she may reward him for his service and reunite him with his family.

Despite having no direct communication with the Raven Queen, Nox instead attempts to interpret her will, which at present, he believes to be demonstrating to the guild the proper ideals that they should strive towards, being true honour, perseverance and dedication.

At present, Nox is searching for any way he can communicate with the Raven Queen so he can better interpret her will and bargain more directly for his family’s return.

### **Joining The Adventurer's Guild**

Following the deaths of his family, Nox joined the Adventurers Guild of Othas Rest with two missions, the first to prove the corruption and laziness of the Guild and the second to hunt down the Drow that had been responsible.

### **Adventuring Life**

During his time with the Guild, Nox's distrust of the Guild did lessen slightly as he met few guild members who acted according to his own values, though he never stopped trying to show his fellow adventurers the errors of their ways and that every mission should not simply be about the reward, but more about saving people and dealing with the issues at hand.

Amongst those Nox travelled with most frequently was Ambrose Felurian, a tabaxi performer. An unlikely friendship was made as Ambrose's positive attitude and surprising prowess in combat broke through the walls Nox had put up, even despite Ambrose's gaudy nature and fastidiousness.

Nox had a fair level of respect also for the more experienced guild members, first and foremost Leo Goldmane, who seemed to hold many of the same values as himself, going so far as to recruit Nox into a ploy to route the corruption of the guild from the very top, its Guildmaster.

### **Retiremen**

Nox eventually left the guild feeling that his path led elsewhere, choosing to head into the Shadowfell as envoy of the Raven Queen, with hopes of reuniting his family be it in this life or the next.

His time in the Shadowfell is largely undocumented, with the exception of a brief encounter with a Harrengon who would later go on to join the Guild, reporting that Nox was acting on behalf of the Raven Queen as he had been hoping to do.

## **Family**

### Sky Sussoro

Wife
Age 213
Deceased

### Tacet Sussoror

Son
Age 12
Deceased

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## **A Tale of Morality (Nox’s Journal)**

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> ### Epistle the First
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> For far too long, these so called adventurers of Otha's Rest have made fools of themselves, cavorting about with no regard for the lives they effect.
> Though they may speak of honor and courage, many of them do not know the true meanings of the words. They are but children playing soldiers in the garden, knowing that at any point they can run back to the safety of their mothers bosom.
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> It is their foolishness which allows the evil of this world to run rampant.
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> They claim to be heroes, but where were they when my home burned. Where were they when my wife and child cried out for someone to save them.
> So I came to you, my Queen, Lady Mistress of Ravens. You relish in the memories of those past, so you have seen my anguish. I believe you saved me for a reason, and once more I am ask for your aid.
> Guide me in my vengeance against those who killed my family. Help me show these adventurers the truth of the world in which we live, let them learn that it is not a game in which we play.
> My soul is already yours, so instead I offer the memories of those I will reap in your name. And should I please you, I hope that one day you will return to me those who I lost.
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> Today I sent into your domain the lives of many of those most hateful Drow. I discovered that once more, the guild had failed in it’s task. A group had been sent to destroy a nest of Drow near Irillian, but had returned with the task only half done, celebrating their victory.
> Along with 3 others I went to finish the job.
> The cave had been re-infested, several Drow guarding trap doors to chambers below. My cousins fell quickly to our blades.
> We found more in the cavern below, including a 2 who had some knowledge of the arcane arts, an archer who could enchant his arrows and a cunning woman able to manipulate the natural magicks held in the caves crystals. They too fell before us.
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> Finally, we found ourselves against a most foul of creature, a giant, a Formorian. It stood above a sigil carved into the earth by the Drow, part of some larger ritual. The beast, such an abhorrent thing, I can only imagine the anguish and sorrow it’s memory contained when it died by my hand. I hope you find the meal sweet and filling my Queen.
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> My Queen, when I set upon this task, I knew the road would be easy, but I will confess I did not expect to see failure so early.
> Upon my brief time in the guild I learnt of a conclave of figures who seek to pervert the nature to their whim. They are known only to us as “The Hunters”.
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> A lady came to us, Diana, who stands in the front lines in the fight against these hunters. She had learnt of a their holy texts and believed she knew of where a copy may lie, in the hopes that a means to stopping them could be found within.
> A small group of us accompanied her to a temple in the north.
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> We were waylaid on route by lounge of kobolds. Though they fell before us, one of our party, Narla, born of dragons, proved only further the foolish nature of the guild. Looking only for glory, alone she attempted to engage more than she was capable of, getting captured in the process.
> Prisoner to her own hubris, I was happy to let her be captured, the others of the group less so. So a rescue was made.
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> Later, at the temple, we found ourselves opposed by more kobolds, who fought alongside hideous malformations of creatures known as Dolgrims. The suffering of these creatures was evident on their faces, they should make a fine meal for you my lady.
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> It was not long after this we found our failure. A hunter, nameless to us, in possession of text we searched for, wielded his glaive with such deadly precision it cut through our flesh like a fish through water.
> Though the book was in our possession briefly, it did not remain that way for long. And in having witnessed the deadliness of the hunter, we attempted escape, only to have one of our number cut down as we fled.
> The fallen, Urth Stormwind, he was one of the few guild members I had met who showed promise, his actions noble and courageous, he fought until his dying breath. I hope my prayers guide him into your warm embrace.
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> Upon my flesh this failure lies. I will train harder and strike faster, so that when I return to that place, to reclaim the body of the fallen and to bring death upon the hunter, I will be victorious.
> Rest easy my Queen, I will send more of the wicked to you soon so you may feast upon their sorrow.
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> ### Epistle the Third
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> I write this letter to you, Mistress of Ravens, to inform you of a soul who will be passing into your domain soon. That of the hunter, who I last spoke of, the one who took the life of one of the guild members.
> With it being my goal here, to show the adventurers of this place what true honour is, I could not let this murderer live. There is honour in vengeance.
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> Once more, a cohort of us descended on the temple to the north. Choosing to act more carefully, we managed to locate a 2nd entrance through a cave. Though this cave was protected by a near unending number of Kobolds, some of them winged, we prevailed. I appreciate that these filthy creatures offer to you very little my Queen, but they could not be tolerated to live any longer.
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> Within the cave, we found more of the beasts, some with slings and spears as we had seen before, but others with curious cages and vials strapped to themselves.
> Whilst we slaughtered the lizards, a creature unknown to me appeared and attacked. I’m told it is a Meenlock. I do not know what memories it held, but I pray their flavour was unique for you my Lady.
> It was not long before we were able to confront the hunter. I do not understand how we failed so badly before, as he fell so quickly.
> His memories my Queen, his are the ones I feel most likely to sate you. Steal him away from his false god and let his experiences be your nourishment.
> The book he tried so hard to protect is now in our care. I believe there should be knowledge within which will lead us to more of these hunters. It should not be long before I send more of them to you.
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> I remain your servant my Queen, I live for your bidding and forever pray you are pleased with my service.
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> ### Epistle the Fourth
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> It has been some time since I last out pen to paper. But my Queen, I pray you do not see that as inactivity on my behalf, more that I have felt less need to tell you what you likely already know.
> Since my last, I have had encounter with a Rakshasa who was causing chaos on the roads with his army of bandits. His “recruits” were strong and unforgiving. Though we managed to fell a great many of them, it left us to weakened to fight the demon itself.
> He offered us a choice, pledge our services to him, and he would end his abuse on the travellers and merchants of the region.
> I for one wished to refused intent on returning with a larger force to deal with his danger.
> Others in the group were less inclined and accepted his offer.
> Once more I witnessed the shame of the Guild.
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> It was not long after, that we received word of the Hunter group causing further trouble in Otha’s docks. We found trace of two of these hunters in the area, smuggling in narcotics. Furthermore, one of these hunters was known to have taken the life of a guildmember, an inventor by the name Damascus Rinzal.
> - May his memory rest with you -
> We managed to get the drop on the first, the murderer, and made him pay for his crimes.
> The second, fled into the sewers, protected by malformities, Dolgrims.
> Your blessing of darkness aided me well, many of them dying to my bow. The second hunter not far behind them.
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> I took on a few smaller tasks for the guild after these endeavours. The first, exploring a cave near Aramor which had been turned into a facilty of unknown sorts. It appeared experiments were being held there. This task seemed better left to others in the Guild though.
> The second, also a cave, a short travel to the north of the Otha’s Rest.
> The cave itself held many natural dangers, flammable gas and the likes, it was also home to beasts which hunt from the shadows even more effectively than myself.
> It took time, but we managed to rescue the only surviving member of the party that had gone in before us.
> Of most note, we found the petrified head of a former Earl of Leodis, one Frederick Von der Leyon the 3rd. His story caused me much concern.
> A court mage under his employ had betrayed him for the service of a rival, turning him to stone and entombing him in this cave.
> It has got me wondering, does that mean there is a family out there, his descendants, with a greater claim to Leodis and its lands than the current Earl.
> How can I expect those of the guild to be honourable, when those in power show no honour themselves?
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> The reason I write now, Lady of Ravens, is that my last exploits reminded me of why I work in your stead. Family.
> There are few in this guild I would know as friends, but one such member is a musician, Ambrose Felurian. Though he may have his faults, he is kind and worthy of friendship.
> It seems his sister has become involved with a group called “The Azure Rose Devils”, so, with the aid of others of the Guild, we endeavoured to track her down in Glimmergate.
> Though we were unable to find her in our search, we did manage to take down a small part of the group she has aligned herself with.
> I have promised Ambrose my aid in any further attempt to find her. For she is his family, and family is something I do understand.
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> So my Queen, once more is say; you hold the souls of those I hold so dear in your embrace, I pray that my service will see you reunite us.
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> Until then, I remain faithfully your servant.
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*Attached are copies of 2 letters sent by Nox on enchanted paper, known as Paper Birds, shortly after penning his epistle to the Raven Queen.*

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> **First Letter**
> "Penelope Felurian,
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> I am a companion of your brother Ambrose. I aided him in his search for you in Glimmergate. He is worried about you and I fear that worry may lead him to act rashly.
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> Please let him know you are safe.
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> A friend if you need,
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> Nox Sussoro"
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> **Second letter**
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> (*This letter crumbles to ash the moment the bird begins to take flight*)
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> "My son,
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> I had almost forgotten my reason for joining this guild, but was recently reminded of the importance of family. Though the mistress of Ravens may hold you, I will do her bidding until she reunites us once more.
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> I will not falter again.
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> I love you,
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> Your father"
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> ### Epistle the Fifth
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> Once again, I find myself writing after a period of delay. But for once I do not find myself fearing your wrath, for I now know I am following the path you have set out. What this means for my family, I do not know, I merely hope that this path is the right one.
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> To know that I have your blessing is a great relief.
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> When I travelled to that farmstead, where once there had been a border between the two planes, I was unsure what I would find, and then to come across that room in the basement, echoing with power, so foreign, yet so welcoming at the same time, protected by shadows from the shadowland itself. No stranger feeling have I ever had.
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> I felt such dismay when I could find no link, no clue as to where to search next. I questioned myself, and even questioned you when your guidance seemed to only leave me with more questions.
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> Please forgive me, for it should be no surprise that you were watching.
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> Your messenger coming to me, I cannot begin to describe my emotions at that time. To have it lead me to that creature, with your blessing, corporeal and tangible, a blade, stuck into it’s neck.
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> I cannot say more than I live to serve you.
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> Whilst I write, it seems only worthy to note the most recent of events. The plague known as the Black Ague spreading across Sherwynn.
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> I am sure you have felt the ripples of it’s effects and have welcomed numerous into your embrace because of it.
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> But here I find myself writing to you for Arn’s sake. His mother and his uncle, both so deeply in the embrace of the illness, the cause of which we cannot find, nor a cure.
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> Family, as I have said before, there is little more important, and whilst I know our efforts will have helped ease their pain, I write to you in the hopes that you may find way to help them more. Even should that mean sending me into harm to do so.
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> The myconids, that troll, I do not believe they can be the cause, surely such primal creatures cannot be the reason for such a nefarious event.
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> It pained me to see them die, but no other choice was granted to us, and I truly believe their lives, their memories must be of considerable importance to you. Should that not be the case, I beg you cradle them anyway and ease their passing.
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> Once more, with your blessing,
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> I remain your faithful servant.
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> ### Epistle the Sixth
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> I saw them. Briefly. I saw my son. I saw my wife.
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> I do not know whether it was a gift from you, to encourage me, and something crueler to remind me of what I am fighting for, but I saw them all the same.
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> When Cassidy asked for my assistance scaling a tower of a powerful wizard, I was uncertain. Why me? Surely I could not have made that much of an impression on him during the matters with Captain Stan?
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> Then he name the wizard as a Drow, and I realized you had guided his hand.
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> I am not proud of the actions I took in that tower, some were foolish, some were cruel. I resorted to trickery and lies, tools of which I looked upon the guild using with disdain. But sometimes, one must trust they are walking the right path, no matter how far from their origin it strayed.
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> She was a Drow, she was one of the people responsible. Though she denied it, though she claimed no affiliation with her people, she still coveted the robe Sharian wore, and her soul was still as black and uncaring as eyes of a python squeezing the life from you.
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> I know still that I acted rashly, running head long into battle, alone. When her magic hit me, I was unprepared.
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> But you were there on the other side, watching, alongside my wife and son.
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> I believe, had I chosen to, you would’ve accepted me then, brought me into your embrace. And do not mistake me, I was tempted. But I could not leave business unfinished.
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> Leo, a true beacon of all that is good in the Guild, had it not been for him, I would never have awoken.
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> Where my life not already pledged to you my queen, I would likely pledge it to him.
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> He has already asked me to investigate on his behalf, maybe it is time I honor that.
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> Your messages remain heard my queen, until I seek your warmth once more.
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> Your servant.
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> Session: Wizard Tower IV
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