Thorne

*"I live, I die, I live again."*

*"What's the difference from my magic to the magic of a Cleric. Do you judge a hammer for being both able to build a house and also be used as a weapon."*

Thorne is a member of the Adventurer's Guild, primarily located at their Phandalin Branch, in the circle of the Champions of the Raven Queen he is also known as the Starless Saint or the Saint with No Stars. Played by JustaThembo#1815

## Appearance

Thorne is a Glasya Tiefling, who has an average build probably more towards the lanky side, he stands at around 6"2' which doesn't include the added height of his horns. His skin is a pale red color and his hair is auburn brown with some of his hair greying despite his relatively young age. His eyes are a bright glowing yellow that pierce through the darkness.

His usual attire is set of formal robes that are comparable in appearance to a Kefta which is black in color, a white shirt with a black buttoned tunic covering his chest. On his lower half he wears a set of black breeches that are black in color and knee high boots. For added protection for himself he has found a set of Breast plate, Left Shoulder Pad and Grieves that fit nicely with his attire as to avoid discomfort.

## Personality

Thorne is a little on the chaotic side, jumping from one good idea, to a bad one. But at his core he is a good person who only wishes to see people be happy and safe, despite the source of his magic.

He strives to show the world that ones power is what you make of it, as with his specific power and its origin some people believe him to be evil and have menacing plans.

## History

### Backstory

Thorne doesn't remember much of his childhood, which is good considering that fact that all he remembered was the beatings and the bullying that he received at the orphanages that he was passed around in Sembia, this was mainly due to his infernal heritage. Around the age of 10 he knew that no one would ever come to him, or the people that dumped him would come and rescue him like he read in his books, so he fled and never looked back from that dark place.

Leaving that horrid and toxic environment was the best thing that he could've done, he learnt that not all Semmite's hated him or his kind, while in his teens he worked the odd job here and there, earning what Silver or the old Gold piece that he could get. But when he got into his 20's, he strived for something more, something to uplift himself, so he'd find a local recruitment office for the Silver Ravens within Saerloon and signed up, to be both a soldier, and a diplomat to show the rest of the continent what Sembia stood for.

He did well for an individual of his background slowly creeping up the ranks to become a Corporal with a regiment that was stationed within Daerlun. While posted out here, out on the patrols towards the edges of Sembian controlled land, he could hear whispers, calling out to him, beckoning him to come closer to them. He fought off his curiosity for a number of weeks, not telling a soul about it in fear of that he would be called mad, or worse cursed, but his curiosity peaked, and to satiate it he gave in and followed the voices giving an excuse his Sergeant saying that he needed to relieve himself. He wandered through the brush, eventually wandering across a black, swirling puddle, it reflected it's surroundings perfectly, except for the black and white reflection that he gave back and the odd ripple being blown across it's surface due to the odd gust of wind. He knew he shouldn't touch it, but the whispers grew louder and louder with each step he took, teasing and tempting him touch the liquid. He knelt down in his fitted leather armour, spread his palm out flat against the surface and forced it against the pool. It felt cold to the touch, whatever it was, it was only then when he felt more of the cold feeling cover his hand that he watched the liquid turned into a ferrofluid and envelope him up to the point where it pulled him in, everything turning black, and mute, and cold....

He 's not sure how long he was away for, only that it had been at least a couple of days, and he had also been left a couple of thousand miles away from where he touched the pool, looked to be towards the Sword Coast due to the cold breeze and the number of Waterdavian accents he could hear from passing people on the road. He needed to find out what happened to him, but he couldn't return home as fears of being court martialled or worse.

### AG History

Thorne was involved in a series of investigations into the ghostly pirate attacks in Vilkstead, Through investigating a mysterious cult, a local thieves guild, and Raven being thrown about in a wrestling ring, they found that the cultists had been worshipping an evil god and planned to call it forth. Luckily, the part would stop this from happening.

Thorne helped Daimos avenge is sorely bruised pride by defeating the Rakshasa that offended him on a previous mission, they travelled all the way to Malatar to achieve this. The group employed a series of clever tricks in order to cross the border and found a new guide, realising that they are not the only person that knows that the lords identity is false. Eventually they would break into the palace and would confront the guards and knocking them out so they wouldn't be any trouble. When entering the throne room they fought against the Rakshasa, realising that it was out matched it Plane Shifted to hell, with the party hot on its heels. The party would pay a Merrenoloth to cross the river and follow the creature, eventually killing it and returning to the Material Plane, this is the mission where Thorne gained the Shadow Brand.

With the conflict with Geryon's Forces picking up, Thorne and a number of Gold Members of the Guild were tasked with travelling the Sigil the City of Doors ,they were told to not cause too much trouble as to not anger the Lady of Pain. They made there way deeper into the Market District to a book store where they find a secret passage that leads to a subterranean level of the city. Slowly making their way through the passages and using some crystals to bypass many Wards positioned on the walls, eventually they would reach what would appear to be a store room owned by the Quartermaster they had just avoided earlier and found a number of Inventory and Stock papers, detailing that a number of supplies were being brought from the City of Brass, to the current location they are at then to be distributed through the Forces on the Toril.

## Relationships

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## Magic Items

#### Attuned:

**Umbral Edge** - Modified Elemental Striker Longsword crafted from Darksteel. Pitch black allow blade with Runes enscribed deep into the blade.

**Ring of Shooting Stars** - A black onyx ring with a purple gem that glints in the darkness.

**Mark of the Raven Queen** - a Gift bestowed upon Thorne from the Raven Queen when was recently beckoned to her side to help her with a set of problems, and granting him as her champion. It appears as a Black Raven Feather Tattoo that can be placed upon the skin and can grant the user its abilities, for Thorne he has placed it on his Right hand. When Thorne is in dim light or darkness he has the ability to sprout raven like wings from his back and gain the ability to fly.

#### Unattuned:

**Ring of Feather Falling** - a black onyx ring that has the wings of a Raven wrapping around the wearer's finger.

**Ruby of the Warmage** - an Orange ruby crafted by a Dwarf of the guild, whenever a spell is cast using it the Dwarf's name shimmers along the surface of the sword.

## Trivia/Facts/Whatever Else You Want

* Thorne's favorite Beverage is Mint Ale, a drink brewed in Western Sembia by a family of Gnomes.

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The Umbral Edge