Keth

[vinnytheelf]

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[earthwizard]

Yeah, that sounds like Keth.

[vinnytheelf]

Very humorous Mr. Earthwizard.

[prandur]

*more silence*

[agroson1]

*crickets*

[earthwizard]

Toad silences crickets by eating them.

*croak*

[vinnytheelf]

If it were not for Keth's Monastic lifestyle and training he would probably have succumbed to the draining effect of the incarceration process he and the others were subject to.

However, Keth was of strong body and mind, he and his people had lived with the Monk order as the pinnacle of their clan and society. They were one of four Ravenloft Orc tribes who were each defined by their way of life.
Graaktor's clan was in opposition to Keth's, they were Barbarians and almost wild.
The other two tribes were also in oppostion to each other, all together if united these tribes could pose a very formiddable threat to the region and beyond perhaps.

However of them all, Keth's people were the most stable minded and strong in spirit. So it was that Keth, survived the few weeks in the dream crafted world of Hluneru, a place where dreams and nightmares were borne out for nefarious purposes. A world fabricated by dark devious and completely alien minds, this Keth was sure of, for he had felt their probing desires and lustful gazes from the dark of shadows and places in the dream where only his trained mind could dare to detect. They had been watching all along, humored and sated at times, but for the most part watching, waiting and for whatever reason seeing how things would turn out.

Keth now released and rested, could recall how his dreaming surface thoughts were being urged and guided by dark handed dream thoughts, external to his conscious mind. His higher mind though was all the while, secretly recording in the dark recesses of his own sub-consciousness, aware of all that was transpiring in this constructed realm of Nightmarish delights.

He recalls seeing the real faces behind the masked dreamers, Les was Droz, Agathon was Finnegan, etc etc He could see with each emotion that they went through, a piece of them was lost, gone to feed those who watched and relished the anguish, every pain, every pleasure the dreamers endured... stolen.

[earthwizard]

"Keth, you were in my dream as well. But you have not changed! Yes I remember. I was corrupted in the dream. I tore my soul apart for power. But you did not. You were of stronger mind than I." -Finnegan

[vinnytheelf]

earthwizard said:

"Keth, you were in my dream as well. But you have not changed! Yes I remember. I was corrupted in the dream. I tore my soul apart for power. But you did not. You were of stronger mind than I." -Finnegan

Keth was more lucid, and evidently not so much affected in and out of the dream due to mental strength and some other factor as yet unrevealed.. Droz knows... though.

[prandur]

Hmm...interesting.

[prandur]

While not as affected as his companions, Keth still feels the void inside himself and wonders if anything has changed. In order to be sure, Keth undergoes a period of meditation to reassure himself of his inner strength.
(Keth meditates for a half-day)

[vinnytheelf]

+500exp

Keth took a short pilgrimage to his Monastery in the East.

[prandur]

Name: Keth
Race: Half-Orc
Alignment: Lawful Good
Church: The Broken Order (a splinter group of The Path of Light)

Brief Backstory:
Raised among a very small monastic order of orcs and half-orcs, Korsch admired the abilities of the grandmasters from an early age. After passing an initial test of wisdom, Grandmaster Sreth personally took Korsh as his final pupil and trained him in the ways of the Broken Order. Being exceedingly strong, Korsch excelled in his training and even matched Grandmaster Sreth in the art of tripping opponents. Upon completion of his training, Korsch adopted a new name to travel the lands upon, and (in honoring his master) chose the name Keth. The main tenet of the Broken Order is the turn chaos into order, dischord into harmony, so Keth ventured forth from his sheltered life into the unknown regions outside of the orcish encampments. It was during this first journey away from home when he saw his first elf, who was seeking companions for a brave mission...

Description:
Keth is 6'0" and weights 190 pounds. He is very muscular and wears simple leather clothing (no gloves) to keep the chill of the mountains off. He keeps his black hair to his shoulders and, despite the medium-sized protruding tusks that betray his lineage, he radiates an aura of quiet nobility and peace.

HP: 50
AC: 10 (Base) + 2 (Dex) + 3 (Monk Wis AC) + 1 (Dodge) = 16
Flatfooted: 13
Touch Attacks: 15 (with Dodge)


Main Weapon they Use: Unarmed Strike

Dragonmark: Unknown

[prandur]

"Leave me, companions. I am of no use to you like this." Keth quietly mumbles while in the church after the vicious attack of the naga. "I will rejoin you all shortly...after I've healed."

(Keth's near-death experience has shaken him in body and soul, and he required a short time of peace to get through the trauma)

[vinnytheelf]

+50 exp

Keth handed the Liber Blaspheme over to one of the companions, then left for his Monastery to rest and contemplate events. Moving at a swift pace it would only be a day or so before he got there.