The Lightspar Chronicle
Mix and Match
Here I have assorted notes on characters and the like, separated by the papers I took them from and who the author may have been. Browse for what might be yours, and don’t hesitate to draw a little inspiration from it even if it’s not. If you want me to take down anything on here, just get in touch with me and I’ll pull it off. -Anthony
THE START I used to be an enforcer for a group of thieves known as the __(3). They have a huge amount of influence in Mortros politics. That was until the framed the old hero of Oaklin, Brandor, to help some little snob noble with too much money for his own good (and I may have let a few guards in the back door—that should slow them down). People need heroes. That’s why I picked up my sword. But the pay for thieves was better, and I do like women and beer. I’m not stupid; though I don’t think I’m getting a reward, or even that it’s going to help, it’s my chance to start over.
MY NEW LIFE First day I join a mercenary group, and I rank up. First mission: Escort stick-ass merchant to a meeting in a warehouse. He turns out to be a priest in the thieves’ guild, and before I know it I’m up to my neck in assassins and rats trying to kill us. We lived, and I made some extra points by taking him to a whorehouse.
“I stick to my guns.” “So do I, until I find a better gun.”