Vaddon

Vaddon Whorlo
Status	Active
Race	Kaldar
Gender	Male
Guild	Paladin
Instance	Prime

Early Life and Education

From what the monks told him, Vaddon was born on a farm in a year of great drought. As the farms around the Whorlo family’s dwindled, dried up, and were abandoned, his parents decided to abandon theirs as well. Sending their children to relatives and friends abroad, they were left with the youngest, now not even a year old. They ended up leaving him with the church and a generous tithe, hoping to establish a new farm and return soon to retrieve him.

Months passed, and then years. Vaddon grew up among monks, priests, traveling friars, and the other orphans. While many of the children gravitated toward the scholarly learning, some part of him believed the story that he was told about his parents eventually returning to claim him. Vaddon desperately yearned for that day and wanted to be ready to work the farm. He took on physically demanding jobs to prepare for the hard life of a farmer. Initially he worked in the temple gardens helping the Gardener Eaadrich. His work ethic and strength was quickly noticed and eventually he began working with the Undertaker Khurek to bury the bodies of the recently deceased.

Khurek, took to him and began mentoring him. He began telling Vaddon stories of his great inquisition against the Necromancers, battles of good versus evil, and the might of holy paladins and clerics. Khurek had been a fierce warrior himself before injustice brought on his retirement to the temple cemetery. So while the other children read and studied, Vaddon began to yearn how to hold a blade. With his head full of stories about the glory of battle and fighting to rid the lands of the evil brought forth by the dark ones his path became clear.

Thus, he eventually joined the Paladin guild and has been walking the paladin’s path. Vaddon has been learning and growing, picking up what he can and practicing tirelessly to prepare to carry on the work of Khurek and others.

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Reflections

Sharing of stories of battles fought, lessons learned and other musings.

Kindness

During the past andu and a half, I have taken to the helping the monastery in their blueberry fields. After coming upon a Brother on my patrols that mentioned problems with skunks and granite gargoyles. I leant my sword into their service. As I spent many taxing days slaying the infestation, I began to reflect on my motives. Specifically, the question about what is good? Finally, after several days thinking about the question, I saw a tabby cat cornered by a fox along a fence row and an answer was revealed to me. Remembering the code, I intervened and scared the fox away, freeing the cornered cat. I then recalled eavesdropping on a priest lecturing a young cleric, about how the gods teach wisdom through suffering. He quoted an ancient text that said; Day by day, hour by hour Pain drips upon the heart As, against our will and even in our own despite Comes wisdom It was at that time, I recognized that freeing the cat was a kind act but not necessarily a good act. My actions ran the fox off but cheated the cat of learning how to get out the situation on its own merit. Then I realized, kindness is wanting to free others from pain. But without pain, such as hunger, illness, ignorance, or weakness what would drive me. The more deeply we love, the more we go beyond kindness. I see parents that are kind to other children, but are more demanding of their own. Thus my realization it is more noble to do good, then simply be kind. So coming to that understanding, I have left the monks to solve their own problems. While my efforts were kind, they were not necessarily good. The infestation of their fields is not fleeting. They should make the effort to improve the stone walls to keep their enemies away. My efforts only delay their own realization of the problems they have. So I have moved on and seek out more opportunities to do good. Rumors of thugs, ruffians and cutthroats in Crossing have peaked my interest and I plan to investigate. End of report.

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First Invasion

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