Songs of Finbec
Ghesh of Norixius
Waking up in a daze, looking around, I notice that I am in a place not know to me. Last thing I remember was fighting the foe of my land. Unsure of where I am or where most of my gear has ended up or why my magic isn’t working, I begin to look for shelter and food. I find a great abandon location with a lot of knowledge in a small mountain range. I stay to heal and get my bearings, it’s obvious the place is abandon. I chose to pick the life of a hermit so I could I spend my time studying and learning of this new land I had shown up in. I must’ve been sent here sent here from my home realm. I’m from a realm named Delver and lived in the castle of New Phandelver. I was tasked with the king’s protection and running a large part of his armies. Being a direct descendent of Bahamat, I have a natural flow of magic so I chose to practice sorcery. Being in charge of the king’s protection, I dabbled a little with some of the royal paladins to learn what they did. Upon arriving here, I found that I am unable to use magic in the same way, so I have been re learning from the very beginning. I learned of a God named Beroan that existed in this world and began to try and build a connection with him to refuel my magical flow. I am now able to do some basic spells but with practise I should be able to restore my former power. Finding something out that worried me about this world, I left my isolation to seek help in saving this realm and hoping to return to my own.