Fulcrum 21
Fulcrum is a half elf that hails from Rose Keep, a trade enclave on the edge of Veltalar. He was raised in a Red wizard’s manor to a wood elf father and a human mother. His father, Jandar, held a high position in the wizards manor as the Head Slave housekeep, and an unofficial right hand man to their owner due to his knowledge and valuable skills. But that didn’t spare Fulcrum the horrors and the torture the red wizards of Thay inflected on their belongings. It also didn’t help that Fulcrum was a stubborn child, which earned him more beatings and harsher treatments than the usual slave. His father could do nothing to help his son, but use their brief moments together and whisper words of strength and comfort in the form of Fleeting Spirits, an ancient form of poetry practiced by their people. His mother on the other hand was just a lowly consort who was dismissed from the manor soon after his birth, never to be seen again by her son.
On his 16th year of being born and living in captivity, an upheaval broke out in the Enclave, and what was a calm afternoon turned into a flurry of metal, and a storm of slaves breaking down doors and shedding blood under the bright noon sun. Within the Chaos of what was later known as the Rose revolt, Fulcrum’s father found him and tasked a Centaur guard called Vrol he deeply trusted to help his son escape out of harm's way. Fulcrum refused to leave without his father, but a magical seal cast upon the most treasured of their master’s slaves prevented his father from escaping along his child.
As most failed revolutions go, examples must be made. And it was Jandar’s headless and quartered corpse that hung in the enclave center in the following days. Having successfully escaped, Fulcrum spent the next years of his life on the run. recovering from the series of events that occurred and trying to not lose whatever was left inside his grieving heart. And on a bleak night when all hope seemed lost and he decided to end it all, a voice whispered familiar Fleeting spirits into his ears, and filled the void within him with hope and desire to make things right and rid the world of the red monsters that ruined the lives of many.
With renewed convection, Fulcrum set out on a journey, armed with a past he decided to channel and use for good, and a whispering voice always nudging him to move forward for he surely was born to fulfil great plans.
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