The Gong Show
Priest of the Sovereign Host
== Created Using Wizards of the Coast D&D Character Builder ==
Sollein, level 6
Human, Cleric (Templar)
Build: Devoted Cleric
Cleric Option: Healer’s Lore
Human Power Selection Option: Bonus At-Will Power
Parentage – Cult Raised (+2 to Religion)
Theme: Ordained Priest
FINAL ABILITY SCORES
STR 10, CON 13, DEX 10, INT 13, WIS 19, CHA 15
STARTING ABILITY SCORES
STR 10, CON 13, DEX 10, INT 13, WIS 16, CHA 14
AC: 21 Fort: 16 Ref: 17 Will: 21
HP: 50 Surges: 8 Surge Value: 12
Arcana +9, Dungeoneering +12, Heal +12, History +9, Insight +14, Religion +13
Acrobatics +2, Athletics +2, Bluff +5, Diplomacy +5, Endurance +3, Intimidate +5, Nature +7, Perception +7, Stealth +2, Streetwise +5, Thievery +2
Basic Attack: Melee Basic Attack
Basic Attack: Ranged Basic Attack
Ordained Priest Attack: Shining Symbol
Cleric Feature: Healer’s Mercy
Cleric Utility: Healing Word
Cleric Utility: Favor of the Gods
Cleric Attack 1: Sonnlinor’s Hammer
Cleric Attack 1: Gaze of Defiance
Cleric Attack 1: Sacred Flame
Cleric Attack 1: Divine Glow
Cleric Attack 1: Font of Tears
Cleric Utility 2: Shield of Faith
Cleric Attack 3: Death Surge
Cleric Attack 5: Servitude in Death
Cleric Utility 6: Stream of Life
Level 1: Ritual Caster
Level 1: Mark of Healing
Level 1: Skill Training (Dungeoneering)
Level 2: Hafted Defense
Level 4: Holy Symbol Expertise
Level 6: Superior Implement Training (Accurate symbol)
Magic Holy Symbol +1
Tenser’s Floating Disk
Create Holy Water
Amulet of Protection +1 x1
Healer’s Chainmail +1 x1
Siberys Shard of Radiance (heroic tier)
== End ==
Treasure Suggestion List
+2 Psalter of Aureon (Accurate Symbol), Lvl 8 – 3400GP
Healer’s Armor +2, Lvl 10 – 5000GP
Healer’s Brooch +2; Lvl 9 – 4200GP
Holy Healer’s Weapon +2; Lvl 7 – 2600GP
Holy Healer’s Weapon +1; Lvl 2 – 520GP
Executioner’s Bracers; Lvl 3 – 680GP
Boots of Quickness; Lvl 8 – 3400GP
Resplendent Gloves; Lvl 5 – 1000GP
Diadem of Acuity; Lvl 8 – 3400GP
Belt of Vim; Lvl 8 – 3400GP
Belt of Sacrifice; Lvl 7 – 2600GP
Battle Standard of Healing; Lvl 3 – 680GP
Blessed Book; Lvl 1 – 360GP
All of them! Especially the ones which are keyed off of the Heal skill.
From as early as she can remember, she was raised in a Xoriat cult along with several dozen other children of the same age to be human sacrifices. They were not passive sacrifices either — they were meant to participate in the ritual fully and to sacrifice themselves.
She wrote up some of the details of this experience for the official records of the church of the Sovereign Host shortly after receiving her Holy Orders:
The cult itself was hidden away deep within the Crawling Swamp in The Shadow Marches. The bulk of the cultists seemed drawn from the local orcs, but the higher ranking members and most of the people who dealt directly with the sacrifices were human.
It was a strange environment to grow up in, but aside from the occasional ritual scarification, constant drilling on strange and blasphemous rites which were an affront to all creation and occasionally being forced to murder other children, the sacrifices were treated fairly well. They slept and studied in one of the nicest buildings in the compound, were well fed, taught to read and write (Galifaran common as well as Deep Speech) and were treated with a great deal of respect by the low ranking cult members. It was clear to them that their role was vital to the goals of the cult and carried great honor.
When the big day finally came, her world changed dramatically, but not the way the cult was expecting. At the height of the ceremony, as Sollein began the fatal cuts to complete the signs that were painstakingly scarred into her flesh and several of the other sacrifices already lay dead, a group stormed the compound, slew many of the cultists and ultimately disrupted the ritual. She never did learn who broke up the cult or how they knew about the ritual. All she remembers from the next few days were some flashes of rough individuals arguing, grabbing a knife and frantically trying to complete the next sign to complete the ritual and riding in a boat.
Eventually, they arrived in Zarash’ak where this nameless, half-mad orphan girl was taken to the local church and who took her in with a great deal of interest and concern. Once some time had passed and the screaming and suicide attempts had largely died down, she became rather withdrawn and somber. Since she never had a proper name, only being referred to as “Sacrifice” by the cultists (as were all the children), or as “41” by the other children when the adults weren’t around (each sacrifice had a different number branded on the back of their neck), the new adults around her began calling her “that sullen girl” and talking about her as if she weren’t in the room. Which after a couple of weeks just became “sullen”, and as it turns out the cultists had used an old and strange dialect of Galifaran common, so this girl ended up calling herself Sollein.
As time went on, Sollein came to enjoy life in the church. The ritual aspect of serving in the church especially appealed to her, as it provided a sliver of continuity with what she had always known. However, she also came to love and appreciate the teachings of the Sovereign Host, which amazed her with concepts like gods could be comprehensible and of this world, or their followers could actually benefit from worshiping them. Within a couple of years, Sollein was studying under the head priest, Mother Karis, to become a priest herself.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t all reading holy texts, lighting candles and sweeping the temple steps. Even though Sollein seemed to find a home in the church, she had trouble relating to other people and many harbored suspicions that she was still under the sway of a Khyber cult or the Dark Six. On top of that, strange and dark occurrences seemed follow her at every turn. Some of it was just people seeing what they expected to see, although some things were much harder to dismiss. One such event is described here —
When Sollein was about 13 or 14 (the cult didn’t keep track of birthdays so even now she doesn’t know exactly how old she is), her life took another dramatic turn when a dragonmark appeared above the final sign on her stomach. Having a dragonmark is a reasonably big deal for a member of a dragonmark house. It’s an even bigger deal for a member of the race from which a dragonmark house is drawn to develop a mark. However, for a member of another race to have a dragonmark is almost unheard of — and Sollein now had a Mark of Healing.
Within a few weeks of Mother Karis finding out about the mark, another priest of the Sovereign Host showed up at the temple. Sollein could tell from his regalia and entourage that he was someone pretty important. After meeting with the Mother Karis in her office for a few hours, he came to Sollein and asked her if she wanted to study to become a priest at a proper seminary — specifically, the Heirs of the Host Seminary in Wroat, arguably the most prestigious and difficult seminary to get in to (not to mention expensive) in all of Khorvaire. It was clear that someone in the church had taken a deep interest in her.
She left a few days later with the visiting priest, who turned out to be a representative of the Heirs of the Host council in Wroat, and after several weeks of travel halfway across the continent, they arrived at the seminary and she began to attend classes. Sadly, she was plagued by many of the same problems she had back in Zarash’ak — social awkwardness, rumors of dark powers, odd occurrences and the like, but on top of all that she now had to deal with the fact that she was a poor orphan surrounded by scions of the richest and most powerful families in Khorvaire. She coped by focusing on her studies and hanging out in the dark and quiet corners of the library in her free time. None of which helped her get along with her fellow students any, but after one particularly disturbing incident late one night in the hallway outside the dorms, they mostly left her alone.
After graduating from seminary and receiving Holy Orders, Sollein wasn’t too interested in running a temple in a town somewhere, a task for which she felt particularly unsuited, but with her love of books and libraries she was able to get a position as a librarian and research assistant at the Pavillion of the Host in Sharn. Despite still failing to completely fit in, this was perhaps the best time of Sollein’s life — the strange occurrences seemed to have largely stopped, she got to spend a lot of time in the best libraries of Sharn, she had the free time and the resources to research the things that interested her and she was largely freed from the insoluble problem of socializing with people her own age. In fact, she even developed some close friendships with other researchers at the Pavillion, including her immediate superior and mentor Brother Feldlaw. Whereas Mother Karis had been stern and distant, Sollein found Brother Feldlaw to be warm and avuncular.
However all good things must end, and after a couple of years there was a strange and disturbing incident that occurred one evening in the library that resulted in significant property damage and several other priests receiving serious injuries. This resulted in a hearing in front of the Devout of the Celestial Crown, the council in charge of most of the Sovereign Host temples in Sharn, including the Pavillion of the Host. Sollein was cleared of any intentional wrongdoing, but she was still booted from her position at the temple “for the safety of all concerned”.
Strangely, she wasn’t terribly bothered by having lost her job and home in the temple, because as an apparently direct result of The Incident, she seemed to have been blessed by The Host with a suite of divine powers that included powerful magical healing, brilliant radiance which could both burn and bolster, and the ability to sap someone’s strength just by staring at them. Along with this came a new compulsion which she interpreted as a divine mandate which she was given in exchange for these powers. Put into words, this mandate would go something like this:
- Go in to dark places
- Fight monsters
- Defend civilization
It wasn’t clear to her at first how to fulfill this mandate, but she spent most of her savings on a suit of armor and then began wandering around by herself in the lower districts of Sharn like some kind of wannabe superhero. This turned out to be an awkward and unproductive endeavor, mostly resulting in unintended and pointless scuffles with local ruffians, where neither party really seemed to understand what the other was on about.