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'''Adaptation:''' Ascendants can be fitted into any campaign with realative ease. For example, in a campaign where being completely in tune with the universe is impossible, an ascendant could be someone who has managed to achive some slight syncronization with the universe, but is unable to control the connection. On the other hand, in a campaign where being in tune with reality at all is impossible, an ascendant could simply be someone who has expanded their perceptive ability to an almost god-like state, and is able to simply percieve things through time and space. |
'''Adaptation:''' Ascendants can be fitted into any campaign with realative ease. For example, in a campaign where being completely in tune with the universe is impossible, an ascendant could be someone who has managed to achive some slight syncronization with the universe, but is unable to control the connection. On the other hand, in a campaign where being in tune with reality at all is impossible, an ascendant could simply be someone who has expanded their perceptive ability to an almost god-like state, and is able to simply percieve things through time and space. |
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+ | '''Sample Encounter:''' Haridan Lonny was a child who knew more hardship than most full grown men could understand. One of his earliest memory was of his parents dying before his very eyes as he stumbled out of his room, looking for the source of the crashes that came in the middle of the night. He never even saw the face of the killer, as he vanished out the door before his mothers form even touched the ground. Haridan found himself in an orphanage after that, shivering in the cold, wishing to see his parents again, crying in the night without a sound. He was never taken from that place, growing up his entire life in that small building, wishing only for one thing, to feel his parents presence once more. After he was grown, he left the orphanage, going out into the world for the first time in his life, with a steely resolution set in his mind, he was going to find his parents, wherever their souls may rest. He travelled a long way, spoke to many people; preists, scholars, shamans, and yet none of them could seem to reach out and contact the souls of his parents, it was as though they didn't even exist. It wasn't until many years later, many trips into the deepest jungles and the highest moutnains later, that he managed to find something. It was on an island near the edge of the world that he found this link. An island that was barely more than a salt battered piece of rock with a rickety old shack on it. In this shack, there was an old, blind man, who sat there the entire day, a book laying open before him despite the fact that he couldn't see it. This man never ate, never slept, it was said, by those few who actually knew of his existance. When Haridan enterred into the man shack, he was surprised to hear the man welcome him by his name, and invite him to sit. Haridan did as he was asked, but before he could even open his mouth, the man told him that he knew why he was here, and that he could help him find what he sought, but it would take time. Haridan agreed after he blinked a few times in surpirse. To this day, Haridan is still on that island, still being trained by the man. He knows much he never did before, but his parents souls are still beyond his reach. |
''EL 15:'' {{:Haridan Lonny (3.5e NPC)}} |
''EL 15:'' {{:Haridan Lonny (3.5e NPC)}} |
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