Session 9: Saving Gundren

With King Grol and all his minions defeated, the group began to prepare their next steps.

PC: Albrecht Engelhart

Half-elf male bard.

As a young boy, I was raised by a very powerful gentry family in the large city of Neverwinter. My mother was an elf, and my father was a human, and despite the relationship between elves and humans, my mom and dad got along fine. The story I’ve been told is that a godlike figure brought them together and said that this was a destined meeting. They got married two weeks later and began preparing to have a child. The life that was provided to me as being the only child of a noble family was one of time and freedom. I was able to pursue whatever skills I desired. I quickly picked up on the art of social manipulation and economic theory, which lead to my outstanding abilities as a merchant, and conman. One day, however, our manor was raided by bandits and chaos was sewn throughout the lands we owned. Goblins stormed through taking what they could whilst the hobgoblins slaughtered our people. A force unknown to me guided me out of the Frey and into safety. The entity revealed itself as our family patron, and it had found its way to me because my father, the previous warlock, had fallen. I was overcome with sadness, but the patron said that I would soon learn that death is a necessary component of one’s fate, and it may even occur multiple times. I screamed that fate was just a lie used by things like you to get what you want and I would have no part in this relationship. I left the manor and headed for a city.