For this campaign, we are actually putting some thought into creating our character. Unfortunately for me, I have been excited about playing a Dragonborn Paladin…now that I get the chance, it turns out, the world in this campaign doesn’t take too kindly towards Dragonborn…But no matter! Just adds to the fun of creating a captivating and interactive backstory and will allow me to really role play my way through the campaign!
Weisslogia
Like I mentioned, I knew I wanted to play a Dragonborn Paladin for a while now, I just didn’t really know much more beyond that. After being given the background to the campaign, I started to piece together a little bit more about who Weisslogia (yes, like the dragon from Fairy Tale) is and what his motivations will be.
The Basics
Weisslogia is a Dragonborn Paladin, ~15 years old, a little over 6ft tall with a medium size. His subclass will either be Oath of Vengeance or Oath of Redemption, depending on interactions with the world of Krynn during my first three levels. Foreshadowing this decision and his background, his skin is scaly and mostly white except for patches of black and gold. He has a silvery blue eye and a dark deep red eye. He has no hair (for now), though he does have horns growing out of his head. For now, he is lawful good…and will try his best to remain that way!
Languages
He speaks Common and Draconic of course, along with Elvish (which I’ll get into why). A personal goal of Weisslogia is to learn as many languages as possible, which will help with his vision of peace. In the process of learning dwarven as well!
Ancestry Details
I am considered to be a Gold dragon because of my fire based breath weapon. I was born during a time of turmoil and particular xenophobia against dragonborn in the remote volcanic regions around Sancrist. Because of the state of the world, most of us Dragonborn live in isolation and away from busy cities and attempt to disguise ourselves when needed to avoid any wandering eyes.
There are those of us that do fight back and believe that we should take back what is ours and retaliate against those that have unjustly persecuted us; however, there are a few of us that believe in peace and wish to end conflict in peaceful ways – my parents did not see eye to eye and my father led his own blood-thirsty group of dragonborn, while my mother led her own peace enacting group. My father “has suffered too much to simply let the world live”, while my mother tries her best to understand the situation and work towards peacefully rectifying the state of the world. I am attempting to follow in my mother’s footsteps.
Although us dragonborn don’t necessarily believe in any one God or Gods, we do hold our ancestors in high regard. Most notably, Sasashi (father of wisdom), Bahamut (The Knight, The Righteous), and Erakax (The Tyrant, Lord of Fear, Lord of Darkness). Sasashi is known for community, good, knowledge, and law. Bahamut is known for his radiant golden skin. Erakax, the one of the 3 who is lawful evil, is a black scaled Dragonborn. Although we all try to learn from all 3, for the past few decades, many have aligned with what Erakax represents and retaliate against everyone else. Some of us that broke off from this group instead choose to live by the principles of the other 2.
Many also respect Tiamat, although not all follow in her footsteps. She was a great 5 headed chromatic dragon (or so the legends say), sister to Bahamut. Many details are unclear, but many do lead to her willingly working with Asmoedeus and being his champion of Avernus, the first layer of the Nine Hells of Baator. She was described as arrogant, greedy, hateful, and spiteful. She never forgave any kind of slight – something many of my kind grip on to as justification for war (including my father). It is said that it was her that created evil amongst dragons.
Nonetheless, it is said that she, along with her brother, Bahamut, created the first world of the material plane.
I have been on my own for a short period now – my peaceful group of dragonborn, including my mother, were murdered by a group of non dragonborn that found out where we were, though we always are on the move. Although I am not completely sure of who was behind this attack, I did see a broken shield left behind on the body of a dead human, a spiraling 5 headed dragon – a symbol of Tiamat.
I did not see any dragonborn here though…only angry humans and dwarves. Did my father send them? There is no way he did…politics and beliefs aside, he would never hurt my mother or me…maybe someone on his side without his knowing?
Personality Traits
Much more timid than I was before but more than that, confused as to what path to go down. I am angry at the state of the world, angry at my father, angry I couldn’t do anything to save my mother and people. But I also have a strong desire to help others, regardless of race. A desire to find goodness in the world.
Background Details
Faceless – although I do try my best to hide and live remotely, I also want to continue helping those in need. When those around me are in need of help, I put on a disguise and quickly attempt to help and just as quickly, flee.
Campaign Specific Details
There are 2 secrets I have:
1. My father leads a dragonborn army/group of elite dragonborns that currently are a part of this tyrannical world (and possibly other family/known dragonborn)
2. To the party and world, I am no dragonborn, but an elf (disguised obviously)
– I go by Silvanas
– Elf from Silvanesti – southeast forest of Ansalon
– I wear a hooded robe to hide most of my body, skin, feet, hands, horns…any close look at me and it will give me away.
– reason why I speak Elvish.
A Truth I Know That No One Believes
The old ones (dragons) still live – they are immortal. Even though they disappeared, they still live on. I also know that they could not have been the source of the current world we live in, as some of the older dragons were involved in life and wisdom, rather than death.
Why Am I In Vogler?
I once stumbled upon Ispin when he was traveling in the area I was at the time staying by. He had been out of food, etc, and my mom and I helped him while we were disguised as elves. Ispend had been traveling in dangerous dragonborn and orc territories by himself when we came across him. He had run out of food and water and hadn’t had a good night’s sleep. My mother and other adult dragonborn saw him and cautiously approached him with food and water as elves speaking in elvish, until they switched to common (probably a tactic to get him to think we were actually elves).
He stayed with us a couple of weeks, exchanging stories, learning from each other, and parted ways by giving him advice on where not to go around here to avoid trouble. He told us of grand adventures and stories with his companions Becklin and Cudgel (he would also teach us some dwarvish, especially to me).
I would overhear conversations between him and my mother of how stringent and unmovable the world is when it comes to understanding. But with a mutual understanding that each of them knew this was a group of dragonborn, he would always smile and express his hopefulness that peace would traverse all of Krynn.
He left without ever saying he knew we were dragonborn, but we knew he knew :).
My Magical Item
work in progress…