Blizzard Hops
A cleric of Eigeralon who is assigned the community of Tellenor and the surrounding area.
Growing up in a town like Morden’s Bridge when your father is a drunken elf isn’t always easy. Being a half elf kid with a chip on his shoulder taught you how to fight and got you shipped off to a boys school in the Eigerlands. The school showed you a path through the god Eigeralon to helping others and becoming a force for law and order back in the east. Even got your dream assignment of cleric enforcement in the Tellenor mountains and the town of Tellenor. Everything was going great until that bar fight. That farmer that shouted that insult that hit you deep in your gut. That farmer who’s head you caved in with a critical hit from your fist. That’s when the drinking started in earnest, and the forsaking. You swore at Eigeralon and anyone who would listen. You lost your powers, and good riddance. This glass of Ackling’s Whiskey is all you need. Until that day your friend Eigeralon punched back. Waking up to an intense hangover, or was it a golden hammer that appeared in thin air and whacked you upside the head? What did the voice say? Follow the blue lizard? Maybe the cobalt Gobo? An electric hobo? Kobold?......
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Despite a rough childhood growing up in the area of Morden’s Bridge, Blizzard Hops always found a way to be optimistic. The only child of an elven man who had an affair with a noblewoman his father was left to raise blizzard on his own with a small stipend from the House the woman was a member of. Buying some land and setting up a small farm Gullious Hops tried for several years to grow enough wheat to mostly buy his alcohol. His bastard son Blizzard was a nuisance, and Gullious often blamed him for his lot in life. Gullious was an abusive drunk and a shitty farmer to boot.
Despite this terrible childhood little blizzard did chores around town to find food and get in good with the townsfolk. The people of Morden’s Bridge raised the little tyke and helped develop his sense of helping others and protecting folk. When he got to be a teenager things got worse. His father grew more abusive the bigger blizzard got. Blizzard also discovered alcohol, the demon that would plague his adult years too.
Eventually when things got really bad the people of Morden’s Bridge came up with the idea to get Blizzard out of there and off to the EMP academy. He fit the bill, big and strong thanks to his human heritage, and quick to boot. He could run faster than any of the other kids and his hand eye coordination was incredible. Once at the academy he had plenty of ups and downs but he excelled in many ways. His class work and book learning was poor but he made up for it in any type of physical trial. He was tops in his class in all weapon work and speed drills. He graduated and was stationed in the Tellenor region, a good post. After a year on the job he found the bottle again, that’s when things got bad again. Until that weird little kobold showed up, and the man made of metal.
Despite this terrible childhood little blizzard did chores around town to find food and get in good with the townsfolk. The people of Morden’s Bridge raised the little tyke and helped develop his sense of helping others and protecting folk. When he got to be a teenager things got worse. His father grew more abusive the bigger blizzard got. Blizzard also discovered alcohol, the demon that would plague his adult years too.
Eventually when things got really bad the people of Morden’s Bridge came up with the idea to get Blizzard out of there and off to the EMP academy. He fit the bill, big and strong thanks to his human heritage, and quick to boot. He could run faster than any of the other kids and his hand eye coordination was incredible. Once at the academy he had plenty of ups and downs but he excelled in many ways. His class work and book learning was poor but he made up for it in any type of physical trial. He was tops in his class in all weapon work and speed drills. He graduated and was stationed in the Tellenor region, a good post. After a year on the job he found the bottle again, that’s when things got bad again. Until that weird little kobold showed up, and the man made of metal.
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