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Balasar
Bally

Level 7 Dragonborn Lawful Neutral Sorcerer
(Outlander)
54 / 54 HP

Balasar is a young dragonborn with the ability to harness the primordial powers of his draconic ancestors.


1532 MT

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ColdChili01
1526 MT

An Excerpt from Balasar's Journal

by Balasar

The following is an entry from Balasar's journal, six years before the events of the campaign take place. It was written entirely in Draconic script, but it's been translated to common for your convenience. Hopefully this gives you all some insight into Balasar's past and his opinion on the dwarves.
 
"I have heard numerous stories of the aggression of the Dwarven-kin, but yesterday I witnessed it first-hand. Our hunting party had departed from the camp a few hours before daybreak, and while I am technically too young to be drinking white mountain pekoe, lead huntress Havilar was feeling generous enough to sneak me a little. Thus, we headed towards the Great Mountain, the ancestral home of all dragons. The land was rich and plentiful, and we had great success in hunting our quarry. That is, until we encountered the Dwarves.
 
I had split off from my group with a couple of other trappers to find a good location to set up a few traps that we would check on the next day. But it wasn’t long before we were disrupted by the sound of shouting in the direction from which we came. Donaar and Heskan went back to investigate, but they quickly returned, alerting us that our sacred hunting grounds were being contested by none other than the Dwarves. That was enough for the rest of us to drop what we were doing and go back.
 
I heard Havilar shouting something to these dwarves, but something about their equipment terrified me. I saw hammers and greatswords, crossbows and longbows; the kinds of weapons for hunting men. It was at that moment that Kava unsheathed his blade and threatened the dwarves, telling them that they were tainting Airru’s gifts to the dragonkind. *the writing becomes noticeably less steady* He was slain in an instant, felled by a swift stab to the chest. His cry shall remain forever in my mind.
 
These dwarves... we did nothing to them. Our mere presence was enough to bring them to anger and murder. I watched as our hunters fought them, unaware to my own peril. One of the dwarves charged towards me and the trappers who remained near me. A spear thrown from afar punctured my leg as I turned to run. I fell hard, hitting my face against the cool mud along the river bank. I thought of being killed right then, my lifeless corpse sinking into the ground, never to be seen again.
 
I felt myself being pulled out of the mud, and I braced for a death that was no longer there. Instead, Heskan was holding me, with a bloody smile on his face. That’s when I noticed his severe wounds. Donaar was there, too, applying first aid to my injured leg and taking me from Heskan. He carried me away from the chaos with an urgency I had not seen before, telling me that I’d make it out alive, and that everything would be okay. Donaar is wrong. I saw those damned dwarves reveling in their slaughter as we fled. They enjoyed it. Nothing is okay when people are killing your kin with a smile on their face."

The major events and journals in Balasar's history, from the beginning to today.

An Excerpt from Balasar's Journal

The following is an entry from Balasar's first journal, several years before the events of the campaign take place. It was written entirely in Draconic script, but it's been translated to common for your convenience. Hopefully this gives you all some insi...

07:55 pm - 02.11.2020

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