Odal Phasewind

'''Why did I kill them.................... because I can.'''

Description

 * Race: Human
 * Gender: Male
 * Age: 16 (Deceased)
 * Weight: 118
 * Class: Rogue 5/ Assassin 1
 * Weapon: Magic Rapier + 1 [1d6 + 1]
 * Deity: Tiamat
 * Homeland: Silverymoon
 * Alignement: Very Berry Chaotic Evil
 * Appearence: ...Very menacing in a teenagy angst sort of way.
 * Likes: Killing stuff
 * Dislikes: Barbarians, gnomes, large dwarfs, city guards, my parents, shopkeep owners, stupid f**king scrolls of sending that dont work when I cast on them, BUSINESSMEN, shops with traps in them, 2 gold a night inns, paladins, anyone aligned with the side of light, people that dont make it easy for me to stab, taking directions, stupid old dragon ladies who have to pester me!!!
 * Also Likes: Ara Youngblood (no) and the remaining Youngbloods.



Family and Relationships
Well... I had a family, till they suffered rapier related deaths. Hahahaha!!

I only follow Ara and the Youngbloods now! They are my family!

Story
They tried to seperate me from him... no, I said, I cried!!! To a point I guess I should feel a little honored afterall, my father uprooted his entire business to remove me from my true homeland. Me and Ara were friends since we were children, yes we were mean spirited and played constant pranks but we had a constant connection, we were like brothers. My father insists.... nevermind, insisted that he was a negative influence on me and saw me as the enterprising prodigy son he would mold me into.. what a bunch of crap! I decided my own destiny, I have no interest in business, unless robbing from them, although I must degress that in my newly formed outlook on life I have found that to rob AND kill is a much better joy, isnt that right father? You shouldnt of pushed me like that... you SHOULDNT of tried to seperate us, you knew this would of happened didnt you?!? The day you scalded me would be the last imprint you lay on my being. What kind of idiot father leaves a collection of weapons unguarded in his room with his untrustworthy son lurking in the shadows? hohoho you underestimate me father, and now you will learn this lesson whilst you burn with your wretched business. I am finally free from these shackles which you've placed at my legs, and I will finally return to my only true friend in this world.. Ara Youngblood, as if nothing has changed!

Current Whereabouts
Deceased: Summertide 26, 1377 DR