After years of purposeless wandering and fruitless searching, you have found your cause. Be it a deity or religion, a political campaign, a philosophical movement, or simply promotion of Master Tuckin's fine ales and mead, you have seen the light and are wholeheartedly devoted to furthering your chosen cause. You are dogged and adamant in your promotion of this cause, preaching to anyone and everyone about your truth. You cannot stand to be contradicted and see it as blasphemy. And yes, you drive your party members up a wall on a regular basis. One of these days you may be murdered in your sleep. How did you find your cause? Were you led into it by a friend or family member? Why are you so unbending in your convictions? Can you work with those who do not fully subscribe to (or, at least, say that they subscribe to) your ideas? How far will you go to convince others of your truth?
- Skill Proficiencies: Two of the following, appropriate for your backstory: Religion, Arcana, History, Investigation, Deception, Intimidation, Persuasion, Performance
- Tool Proficiencies: Calligrapher's Supplies, tool set of your choice (appropriate for your backstory)
- Languages: Common, one exotic language of choice (gained through your efforts at conversion)
- Equipment: symbol of your cause (religious idol, insignia, amulet, etc.), A uniform, a signet ring, one evil/cursed item and a satchel containing 35gp
You try to draw others to your cause. Aggressively. Any time you are in a populated area, you are out on the street corners, ringing your bell, trying to draw in a crowd, soliciting donations, giving rousing speeches and, of course, passing out pamphlets that you create in your spare time. Sometimes you are able to successfully persuade members of the crowd to your cause, and as such find them to be willing acolytes, malleable to instruction. What you do with their malleability is, of course, entirely up to you. You are also able to collect modest donations while spending time in the street amongst the masses. However, not everyone appreciates your little rallies, and occasionally you are targeted for harassment (or worse). Your single-mindedness is also seen as off-putting, and with the mentally disciplined it is often difficult to make headway into friendships, or even working relationships.
Your convictions run deep, and nothing can set you off of your chosen path. Not even a hulking bugbear foaming at the mouth, ready to crush you to dust. Even in face of terrifying enemies, you remember your purpose, and before engaging in combat you will often deliver a blistering sermon to your would-be combatants that leaves your enemies quaking in their boots (or footwear of choice). They should, after all, know your divine truth before you cut them down and bury them. Sometimes your enemies find reason in your impressive orations; other times they are less than impressed. Sometimes you even manage to enrage them with your presumptions, and find yourself the immediate target of their ire.
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