OOC - I changed back Torin's equipments.
After the Zone of Truth, he tells his story in briefly:
- So this was my story and this is my holy mission. Go back to the runic door, I will check it again.
In the runic door he casts an Identify spell to know everything about it.
("The stone door also emanates a strong magic aura but that's beyond the dwarven cleric's ability to recognise.")
After the Zone of Truth, he tells his story in briefly:
He was born in Dharlodir which is a medium deep dwarven town in the Upperdark. Torin have got one older brother (Rotni) and three older sister (Nisnar, Yada and Tarna). He was a late child and his mother is died in childbirth. When he were born, he was blessed by Tariel (Knight of Lirr).
It was a large age difference between him and his siblings, so Torin have got "two" father and three surrogate mothers. His "mothers" were protected him from everything and indulging him, but if he did bad things in his childhood, then he had got his well-deserved punishment from his father. So he became a autonomous but good-hearted young.
He was much smarter than his contemporaries, but he was also wise to not flaunt with his gift. His father (Rongrim) was a good smith so there was a straight way to Torin to became a smith, but he always know that he was destined for a higher purpose.
About ten years ago, his father was ill and Rotni also couldn't go with the caravan to the Mantol-Derith (trading city in Upperdark / Northdark). Rongrim had no other choice than to send Torin with the goods. Torin suffered a nasty ambush during his first big trip. Some wandering goblins attacked the caravan. He nearly died in this ambush, but Tariel appeared and saved his life.
After this meeting Torin realized that his destiny is to serve Lirr as her priest. Wander the Abeir-Toril searching for knowledge, news, lore, poetry, historical tales, magic, and works of art. Sneak into lands controlled by oppressive rulers, seeking to rescue items of interest that are in danger of being destroyed out of either ignorance or malice. Torin send a message to his father, that he is fine and finally he found his destiny. So he can't continue to work as a smith and he can't go to back to Dharlodir.
After ten years trip Torin reach the World Above in the Sword Mountains. He is traveling south because he thinks that way he can find the lost Lexicon of the Sagely Chameleon.
Due to his light sensitivity he prefers to travel from dusk to dawn and seek refuge in small towns or in the shade of woods (sometimes cliffs or even caves) for the daytime rest. He's crossed many villages on the road and took part on several festival nights, celebrations with poetry, music and songs and took care to jot down as many of these texts as possible.
One day he had a look at the many sheets of scribbled notes he'd collected and started to reorganise them in a clean textbook. After the first page had been assembled, a strange light of rainbow hues fell on the initials in front of the lines. He looked harder and from the initials he deciphered the word "Seer". Now, is that a coincidence? He quickly looked for all the texts that he collected the same night and after a bit of reorganisation he received this text:
"Of the young Seer's hand"
What may it be? Excited he continued the assembling of text day after day and finally got the following text:
"Guided by spells
Of the young Seer's hand
You're suffering pain
Only steel can stand"
He spent most of the next tenday in prayers, being certain that this must be a divine message. One night he dreamt of a strange place, full with glossy furniture and a glass table. Atop the table there was an ornate box floating mid-air. The box was opened by three people whose faces he couldn't make out. They retrieved a cylindrical object, much like a scroll case but waaaay thicker; it was about six inches in diameter opposed to the usual size of 1.5 to 2 inches. The cover was of fine leather and bore an inscription he couldn't make out.
The last thing he remembered from his dream was a lady's soft voice echoing in his mind: "Find the Seer of Visions beneath the Waterdhavian sewers."
That's how he ended up in the sewers of Waterdeep and after a long fight through tunnels infested by kobolds, gnolls and monstrous humanoids with eagle heads and sorcerer powers; he discovered a ruin that must have been of dwarven origin.
There he stood, guided by the Lorekeeper's messages.
Fortunately he has got the proper tool to the ruins. He got his adamantine morningstar and carefully started to clean the corridor.
A hammer or a pick would've certainly done a better job but with some meticulous labour Torin managed to move some rocks to find a peephole through the rubble. As much as he could tell there seemed to be a corridor running west-east on the other side of the rubble. However, the stones were too loose and if he'd continued digging more of the ceiling may have collapsed and filled what had just been cleaned up previously.
It was a large age difference between him and his siblings, so Torin have got "two" father and three surrogate mothers. His "mothers" were protected him from everything and indulging him, but if he did bad things in his childhood, then he had got his well-deserved punishment from his father. So he became a autonomous but good-hearted young.
He was much smarter than his contemporaries, but he was also wise to not flaunt with his gift. His father (Rongrim) was a good smith so there was a straight way to Torin to became a smith, but he always know that he was destined for a higher purpose.
About ten years ago, his father was ill and Rotni also couldn't go with the caravan to the Mantol-Derith (trading city in Upperdark / Northdark). Rongrim had no other choice than to send Torin with the goods. Torin suffered a nasty ambush during his first big trip. Some wandering goblins attacked the caravan. He nearly died in this ambush, but Tariel appeared and saved his life.
After this meeting Torin realized that his destiny is to serve Lirr as her priest. Wander the Abeir-Toril searching for knowledge, news, lore, poetry, historical tales, magic, and works of art. Sneak into lands controlled by oppressive rulers, seeking to rescue items of interest that are in danger of being destroyed out of either ignorance or malice. Torin send a message to his father, that he is fine and finally he found his destiny. So he can't continue to work as a smith and he can't go to back to Dharlodir.
After ten years trip Torin reach the World Above in the Sword Mountains. He is traveling south because he thinks that way he can find the lost Lexicon of the Sagely Chameleon.
Due to his light sensitivity he prefers to travel from dusk to dawn and seek refuge in small towns or in the shade of woods (sometimes cliffs or even caves) for the daytime rest. He's crossed many villages on the road and took part on several festival nights, celebrations with poetry, music and songs and took care to jot down as many of these texts as possible.
One day he had a look at the many sheets of scribbled notes he'd collected and started to reorganise them in a clean textbook. After the first page had been assembled, a strange light of rainbow hues fell on the initials in front of the lines. He looked harder and from the initials he deciphered the word "Seer". Now, is that a coincidence? He quickly looked for all the texts that he collected the same night and after a bit of reorganisation he received this text:
"Of the young Seer's hand"
What may it be? Excited he continued the assembling of text day after day and finally got the following text:
"Guided by spells
Of the young Seer's hand
You're suffering pain
Only steel can stand"
He spent most of the next tenday in prayers, being certain that this must be a divine message. One night he dreamt of a strange place, full with glossy furniture and a glass table. Atop the table there was an ornate box floating mid-air. The box was opened by three people whose faces he couldn't make out. They retrieved a cylindrical object, much like a scroll case but waaaay thicker; it was about six inches in diameter opposed to the usual size of 1.5 to 2 inches. The cover was of fine leather and bore an inscription he couldn't make out.
The last thing he remembered from his dream was a lady's soft voice echoing in his mind: "Find the Seer of Visions beneath the Waterdhavian sewers."
That's how he ended up in the sewers of Waterdeep and after a long fight through tunnels infested by kobolds, gnolls and monstrous humanoids with eagle heads and sorcerer powers; he discovered a ruin that must have been of dwarven origin.
There he stood, guided by the Lorekeeper's messages.
Fortunately he has got the proper tool to the ruins. He got his adamantine morningstar and carefully started to clean the corridor.
A hammer or a pick would've certainly done a better job but with some meticulous labour Torin managed to move some rocks to find a peephole through the rubble. As much as he could tell there seemed to be a corridor running west-east on the other side of the rubble. However, the stones were too loose and if he'd continued digging more of the ceiling may have collapsed and filled what had just been cleaned up previously.
- So this was my story and this is my holy mission. Go back to the runic door, I will check it again.
In the runic door he casts an Identify spell to know everything about it.
("The stone door also emanates a strong magic aura but that's beyond the dwarven cleric's ability to recognise.")
