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Dion Bladedancer

Priest – Flying Fist

Level 4

             Dion Bladedancer was born to a humble couple Diiena and T’Lar Bladedancer. T’Lar was a priest of Kiernen of the Wood and Ahira the Battle God lover of Kiernen. Dion’s mother was human and a direct descendant of the first settlers to come to Faerun in the name of Ahira.

            When many of the settlers moved on, to continue to spread the Word of Ahira Diiena’s ancestors decided to settle with the woodland elves that openly welcomed them into their fold.

            Many years later, after the death of their beloved goddess Kiernen and Ahira’s subsequent act of melding the two religions together, adding a somewhat more whimsical trait in the Battle Master, it happened to be that around this time that a direct Ancestor of Dion’s father T’Lal; an elf name Tyrial Bladedancer perfected a unique style of fighting called Blade Dancing. The style was pulled partly from the settlers of Ahira and partly from the traditional footwork from the traditional dances the elves used in worship of their beloved Kiernen. The steps used are elusive and the sword work equally as elusive and of course Ahira encouraged it.

            The Blade Dancing style, so named for its creature Tyrial Bladedancer, has evolved over the years, perfecting it and eventually creating an academy to train all its young men and women who wish to answer the call of their deity, Ahira the Battle Master, and become a priest.

            It was this path that T’Lal Bladedancer decided to follow and was completely supported by his wife, soon after bore a son who they named Dion. As a young boy Dion could be described as mischievous and that word frequently used, but in reality it was a tremendous understatement regarding him. The boy, a half elf, was constantly disappearing. As time went on Dion’s father was named High Priest on the Council of Elders a very prestigious position to be appointed to. More effort was made at this point to rein Dion’s curiosity in. Out of respect for his father, Dion did his best to keep his natural curiosity reigned in and stayed “pretty much” out of trouble. Still sometimes he couldn’t help himself and off he went on some adventure or another it was during these outings that Dion realized that he had some sort of innate sense, and was able to notice things that other people did not sense. It was like a 6th sense of sorts, and privately Dion allowed it to grow.

            Soon Dion’s mother became ill, and no cure for her ailment could be found. Her death was devastating on both Dion and his father. His father threw himself into his work, leaving Dion on his own more and more often. A sullen Dion became quite a troublemaker, getting himself in more trouble than befitting the son of the High Priest. As a result of Dion’s behavior, T’Lal sent young Dion to the Academy for elite warriors and warrior priests (Blade Dancer) hoping to help change his behavior and instill some sense of responsibility in him.

            Dion was young by even elven standards, but by his human half- he was as big as his full-blooded classmates he did find the instruction came easily to him. In fact, he quickly out paced those others of his rank, surpassing them in all areas, including dexterity and gracefulness. Dion, as his instructors so realized, was a natural. As Dion rose thru the initial training period the time came that the priests, chosen by the High Priest of The Council of Elders for their prowess in battle, came to recruit the crème of the crop that would join the priesthood. T’Lal personally hoped and prayed that Dion would join the priesthood hoping that his faith would help him overcome the death of his mother, but in reality he doubted Dion had it in him.

            The next day the battle priests, called “The Priests of the Flying Fist” took the new prospects deep into the forest to the Sacred Grove. Legend has it that this was the place where so many years ago the two deities Kiernen and Ahira found and shared their love for one another.

            The priests left the new prospects in the grove overnight during which the priests believe, the faith of the prospects will be tested; the test is personal and different for each. Those that remain at the rising of the sun are embraced and introduced into the priesthood.

            When Dion returned that morning wearing a chain around his neck and bearing the holy symbol of Ahira’s Flying Fist, a spiked gauntlet sprouting wings, T’Lal rejoiced at his son’s decision. Though Dion’s father did not ask about his night (this is considered to be bad form) Dion did say to his father, “I don’t really understand father, this was not how I saw my life playing out, but while I sat in meditation last night. I felt a compulsion so endearing, so, so powerful it was as if the God himself spoke to me he said I held the destiny of my people inside me, and he bade me follow him and I had no CHOICE but to follow.” T’Lal furrowed his brow, wondering what it meant…Then shaking slightly he responded, “ The Gods had spoken and all shall be revealed in time” smiling “Welcome my son, I am so very proud of you” Dion smiled and hugged his father quickly before heading off to bed, at least for a few short hrs before classes began.

            Hrs after hours of hard work he painstakingly learned the complex footwork followed directly by religious instruction. The days, weeks, and months seemed to speed by and quickly Dion, who excelled as a natural in both the complex sword work and the religious instruction, found he could indeed find “extra” time with which he could resume his wandering (“adventuring to Dion). Sometimes Dion’s wandering found him illicitly sneaking into the Records Hall and reading about the travels of other priests of his faith who had traveled the bounds of Toril and told tales of mysterious Tattoo Artist who’s work can grant permanent magical powers to those tattooed by them.

            Dion was caught in the Temple Records Hall after his 3rd or 4th breaking and was never able to learn more about it and so his burning curiosity – something he never could escape – was like an itch he couldn’t scratch was left unsatisfied. It was that which spurred the idea in Dion that he would also travel the world some day, but he pushed it on the back burner and threw himself into his training. After a while however, Dion started wandering again. By this time he knew the surrounding forest like the back of his hand, and for some reason he had walked to the sacred grove without realizing it. Like any good priest, Dion sat to meditate for a while – hours later he came to his senses and it was dark. He had apparently stayed there, deep in meditation for quite sometime. As he left the grove, however, Dion felt the most peace as he had ever felt in his whole life. His God had set him on his life’s path with the first step laid out and the rest will come, he knew in his heart. He knew it would be hard leaving before his training was complete and he knew he would miss his father. But his destination was clear-                         Bloodstone.

 

 

 

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