Dhvani Gati

Rogue

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I am known as Dhvani Gati, a half-elf who hails from a small village on the outskirts of Aewen in the Eglalquaidian Republic, known to those that live there as Hariyo Pahadi Ksetra. My life began as a fair and simple one, having loving parents and a younger sister, Ma’ila, whom I watched over for many years. My family was an average one, until the war broke out about 30 years ago. I was needed to fight in this war, as I had been trained in stealth and spying techniques, in addition to neither of my parents being healthy enough to represent our kin in the war. Despite this fact, they still fell at the hands of the enemy, as my village was burned to ash late one night as I fought alongside my people for our freedom. Upon receiving a large gash on my left arm in battle in the year, I was sent home in order to heal, deemed unfit to fight. I returned to where my home had once been only to find rubble and destruction, demanding answers to what had occurred before. As I stood there, among the ruins that were once so dear to me, I made a vow to myself that I would not let unjust behavior go unchecked wherever I came across it, swearing vengeance for all those that have been wrong by unwarranted deeds. As I left Hariyo Pahadi Ksetra for the nearby city of Aewen, I found the small locust-shaped charm that Ma’ila used to call a ‘locus,’ failing to pronounce the ‘t’ every time. I took it with me as the only remaining remnant of my once content family. I spent the next six years in Aewen, honing my skills as best I could in spite of the injury I received in the war, doling out justice to those in need of it, doing what I could to prevent what had happened to me from happening to others. I told those that I aided to refer to me as Locus, in honor of my sister’s small charm, which I still carry on my person at all times. One night, around five years ago, I had received word that a circus (run by a fairly wealthy entrepreneur) was coming to the city, and with it, it’s most prized owlbear, the pride of the entire show. Seeing this as an opportunity to free an oppressed creature in need, I swiftly seized the mighty beast in order to set it loose in the nearby woods. Unfortunately, as I removed its shackles, the owlbear repaid my favor by viciously attacking me, providing me with plenty of reminders of the gruesome acts I had witnessed during the civil war. As I laid there bloodied and thinking that my death was upon me, a small creature had appeared in my vision just before passing out. While unconscious, I had mixed images of sorts, myself standing in the ashes of my village spread across a large battlefield filled with the bodies of those that had fallen in the war. As I came to and the visions subsided, I was face-to-face with a gnome, who told me his name was Felix. As I regained more of my mind, I told Felix my story and how I ended up on the forest floor covered in my own blood. He agreed with my stances on many topics, and I with his, which led to the two of us deciding to team up, fighting the good fight for those in need together. That was five years ago. We have now travelled to Cen, within the Magocracy of Lumene, a neutral state in the hellhole of a world that we call home, in order to investigate some rumors that the same wealthy entrepreneur that ran the fateful circus all those years ago has been influencing the neutrality of Lumene, causing problems to arise within. We have taken it upon ourselves to put an end to this unrest before it even arises.

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