Hi there My name is Kacey . I am seeking a group or a Dm interested in Hosting a Eberron Campaign. I currently Own a Hard copy of most of 5th edition. My availability is Monday thru Thursday from 7pm CST -06:00 UTC til 11pm CST and Saturdays From 1pm CST til Whenever.
CHARACTER BIO
My name is Eszra, The Wondering Priest , and this is my Story. Found just outside the Mournlands the day after the destruction of Cyre. I was only there to visit my family. It had been some time since I seen them last. Everything had been as normal. That is until we heard a man shouting we where all in danger. The lord of Blades was near by. We ran as far as we could before the flash. When I awoke I was without my family only a cloaked man was near. He carried me to his home and looked after me. A man of The Silver Flame, he had devoted many of his years to Father. I was taught how to defend myself from harm and to speak with Father. Some time had passed when the Old Man, Ezik Ging , and I where searching for others. Suddenly we where attacked by a pack of Clawfoot. Throwing himself into battle, he was torn apart before my eyes. Just remnants of his body and a flask where all that remained. Only a few years have passed since and I find comfort in his flask, full of a drink.
Hi there My name is Kacey . I am seeking a group or a Dm interested in Hosting a Eberron Campaign. I currently Own a Hard copy of most of 5th edition. My availability is Monday thru Thursday from 7pm CST -06:00 UTC til 11pm CST and Saturdays From 1pm CST til Whenever.
CHARACTER BIO
My name is Eszra, The Wondering Priest , and this is my Story. Found just outside the Mournlands the day after the destruction of Cyre. I was only there to visit my family. It had been some time since I seen them last. Everything had been as normal. That is until we heard a man shouting we where all in danger. The lord of Blades was near by. We ran as far as we could before the flash. When I awoke I was without my family only a cloaked man was near. He carried me to his home and looked after me. A man of The Silver Flame, he had devoted many of his years to Father. I was taught how to defend myself from harm and to speak with Father. Some time had passed when the Old Man, Ezik Ging , and I where searching for others. Suddenly we where attacked by a pack of Clawfoot. Throwing himself into battle, he was torn apart before my eyes. Just remnants of his body and a flask where all that remained. Only a few years have passed since and I find comfort in his flask, full of a drink.