Age: 70

Starting level:4

Backstory:The product of a magic-caster long since gone, and meant to be the protectors of a place now in ruin; Rion was made to stand guard of a once-impressive archive of magic, a suit of living armor never to grow tired or old. Leon, a sword to match the armor, engraved to slot perfectly together. Now, however, the old books have long since been eaten by moths, and skeletons of buildings and beasts was all that remained of the place.

After some time, of which was lost, unknown- unseeing of the sun a they were, a strange thing happened- and Leon, the sword, was struck by idea.

Why not leave?

There was nothing here, not anymore. Their vigil rendered useless. Rion, the armor, saw little reason in it- content to stand forevermore, but so trusting of their sword, they followed.

The sun was a beautiful thing, but Rion was not inspired by it's rays, or the plantlife that had taken root after so long, but rather by the inspiration of Leon, whomst upon witnessing the world, seemed to find a meaning- a purpose- of their own.

Curiosity turned to devotion as they took into this new world; devotion so strong it turned into the very power to realize that devotion to protecting the wonders they had for so long not even known existed. Rion may not have understood; but he knew loyalty, and took his own silent oath to aid Leon, the dreamer, to realize those purest desires.

Background: Soldier

"Origin" Feat:Protection

Starting Grace:Martyr's Vow

How you rolled:17,15,14,14,14,8
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