The Icy Coast
AC:24 (+1 if I shift) +5 vs Ranged (5 squares or more)
Skills: Arcana, Diplomacy, History, Insight, Religion. Feats: Linguist, Devilbane.
Not totally sure what paragon path to take (suggestions? what’s good?)
Trunk o’ Junk for magic items
Rod of Ruin (boring!), Skull Mask, Viper Belt, Jar of Steam, etc. I try to get something that might be useful but not 45 “daily” items as the game creators have apparently intended. We rarely get gold so I don’t have many rituals.
Just got a new mount, The Hungry Duke, a cute lil’ Blade Spider who likes to munch on things you left on the floor. He’s so cute!
Known as “The Traveler”, “The Messenger”, and “The Keeper of Secrets”, Deimos is a diplomat and acolyte of knowledge from far off lands. While his story is long and convoluted, it is known that he was originally from The Shadowfell, but not exactly how he came to be on the Prime Material Plane. He was traveling through the Underdark as a special enjoy to Gromhind on his way to Baron Eric Von Hessle in Rynn when he joined Wednesdays Group. What other connections or allegiances he may have is unknown.
Carrying a Staff of Ruin studded with brass and skulls that peer out between intricate carvings of arcane and religious symbols, Deimos wears an ivory skull-emblazoned visor that hides everything except his eyes, which seem to be lost in pits of deep shadow. His form is draped and cowled in shimmering darkness and light that give the appearance of emanating a cascade of oily smoke. Strange forms appear and fade in these changing shapes, and while it is easy to get lost studying them, Deimos is studying you.
In his left hand, Deimos holds the fabled Book of Secrets. An ancient tome with a cover charred to a cracked and blackened husk, Deimos is occasionally seen staring intently at the strange sigils that dance upon its pages. Whether he is reading or writing is unknown, and indeed to the most casual observer the actual pages of the opened book appear to be covered in moving flakes of ash that cover glowing cinders and sparks.
Unfortunate souls noted peering at the pages (whose curiosity may have had the better of them) might be asked “Want to know a secret?” or worse, hear “Let me tell you a story!” before Deimos holds the opened book before him and blows across its pages, releasing a cloud of ashes, cinders, sparks, and glowing siguls that seem to swirl about him like black moths, obscuring vision and burning those close enough to be caught up in the darkness. Deimos is seemingly unaffected by the swarm.