Name: Penpa Fur: Pale platinum-champagne Species: Half Gelgelan/Half Necromancer Human Born: in royal palace, Gelgelan capital Magic: extremely strong sensing of magic, be it on an item, within a creature, a spell being cast, or an enchantment over an area. This means that he's always hearing or sensing this, because inherently most of his family, the area, and their gear are all sorta... y'know. Magical. So he's been practicing and refining the ability to discern specifics about any given thing - if it's a biological source, mineral, an enchantment or spell. As he's still learning how to focus on these differences, he's been known to tap his siblings for aid in filtering some out, or bringing others to the forefront so he can then devote it to memory. His sensitivity is about 200 meters in a sphere, so if he really wants to be away from this, he's got to get walking... |
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Favored weapon: Penpa has mastered pole arms. Even as a child his favored tool was 'whatever is able to touch from the farthest distance'. He isn't going to become a true 'guard' because there are plenty of those to go around, but he has helped train them with these somewhat difficult weapons. Even in close quarters he's able to maneuver with a 10 foot long weapon, half of it is pointy or sharp so he knows just where to hold, when to shift his stance, and how to use the pole itself as a tool to vault or balance with along a high wall or rope. The down side of course is that he then has to either heft them around with him on a pack animal or trained steed, or go fetch them when needed. Or, of course, maybe someone will take pity and invent a spell that can be used to summon one to his hand! |
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Personality: Charming and witty, Penpa usually has a smile on his face, but equally he knows what you're doing back there. He cannot help but sense whether someone's just bursting into their magical talent as many Gelgelans might, or if a spell just backfired, so sometimes he seems rather distracted by things that aren't anywhere visible. | |
*takes place around 250 years prior to arrival on Dragondeep, so when they get there, he will be on hand! Penpa's attention would be captured by dragons early in his life, of course. There were many that would come and go in the courtyard, well established teams and newly fledged pairs as well as even some traveling around as explorers and merchants. Somehow, one of them mentioned that there might be an interesting batch of dragons somewhere in a distant realm. Consulting with his mother and father, they knew this place, though perhaps not the era it was in. Obviously they'd send him out and see what might come of it! The dragons apparently don't require a permanent pairing, but they also know that this bright son of theirs could help raise and familiarize a young dragon with their area. Maybe they could become a helpful trainer, maybe they'd be a guard, who knows? So off to the Spectral Wilds he went! *** "Did you see that man, the one with a pheasant feather in his hat?" Penpa muttered, knowing that Nieuna heard him. I did, his aura is...? "Exactly what we're looking for, keep an eye on him." As they tracked this human who wandered through the city, they noticed an unusually strong presence wherever he went. It was not a kindly presence. It smacked of demonic energy, in fact. So when they did finally see him attempting to enter one of the restricted areas of the keep from below it, at the lower street level, it was clear he wasn't a friendly sort. Two guards, both Gelgelan, had been magically shoved aside, only one of them still concious. "There is a ... delivery of gear," he stated, "can't be interrupted, enchanted..." Penpa ducked into the tunnel and worked his way toward the errant man, and after having a brief mental conversation, convinced Nieuna that it would be best to alert the healers to check on the guardsmen. She did so, but also slipped into her 'long narrow area' exploration form, and mentally complained the whole way. This tunnel needs cleaning! Have you ever seen so much foot grime? I have bare feet, so yes, yes I have, Penpa responded, check that side passage, I can't get a good bead on his location. Even if she was slightly miffed at having to 'swim through years of foul dirt', she snaked her way over to the central wall chamber while her companion continued down to the recieving area under the main castle. Together they focused on that energy and managed - barely - to stop him before he began tainting new enchanted equipment! Okay well the equipment would need to be re-enchanted, after Nieuna had her magical way with it, but they woke the possessed man and discovered that he had been wandering the land for some time under the control of that demon. He wasn't sure what demon it was, but they did figure out he was telling the truth about it. He'd be helped by their mages and healers, and meanwhile Penpa and Nieuna would have to re-deliver the goods for enchanting... |
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Dragon: Nieuna Sislen-Oranato |
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