Dragonborn Paladin of Bahamut
D’kar Humanhearted, level 7
Build: Avenging Paladin
Dragonborn Racial Power: Dragon Breath
Dragon Breath Key Ability: Dragon Breath Strength
Dragon Breath Damage Type: Dragon Breath Fire
Str 19, Con 12, Dex 10, Int 11, Wis 14, Cha 16.
AC: 26 Fort: 19 Reflex: 17 Will: 18
HP: 63 Surges: 11 Surge Value: 16
Religion +8, Intimidate +13, Heal +10, Endurance +5
Acrobatics -1, Arcana +3, Bluff +6, Diplomacy +6, Dungeoneering +5, History +5, Insight +5, Nature +5, Perception +5, Stealth -1, Streetwise +6, Thievery -1, Athletics +3
Level 1: Hurl Breath
Level 2: Improved Initiative
Level 4: Cleansing Challenge
Level 6: Versatile Channeler
Lay on Hands: Lay on Hands
Paladin at-will 1: Valiant Strike
Paladin at-will 1: Ardent Strike
Versatile Channeler: Abjure Undead
Paladin encounter 1: Radiant Smite
Paladin daily 1: Blood of the Mighty
Paladin utility 2: Virtue
Paladin encounter 3: Hold Fast
Paladin daily 5: Sign of Vulnerability
Paladin utility 6: Wrath of the Gods
Paladin encounter 7: Blade of Light
Statue of Bahmut, Javelin (2), Adventurer’s Kit, Potion of Healing (heroic tier), Amulet of Physical Resolve +1, Horned Helm (heroic tier), Holy Symbol, Belt of Sacrifice (heroic tier), Shield of Protection Heavy Shield (heroic tier), Battleforged Plate Armor +2, Aecris Longsword +2, Iron Armbands of Power (heroic tier)
D’kar is a devout paladin of Bahamut. As a dragonborn, he feels a special connection with the Platinum Dragon. Righteous and just, D’kar uses his might to defend those weaker than him. He doesn’t know much about where he came from, as all he remembers is growing up in a temple of Bahamut.
He was awarded with a sword from a former fallen paladin, which turned out to be a sentient artifact. Aecris is now helping the Heroes of Harken foil the plans of Orcus.
His favorite drink is prune juice.
Sitting at a bar with his friends, staring into his mug of prune juice, D’Kar was lost in his thoughts.
“We should have told you the truth…”
As clear as yesterday, he can still remember those words. They were the last words his best friend, Arwin, the then high priest of Bahamut at the The Dragon’s Claw temple ever said to him. At the time he didn’t understand what they meant.
Both devoutly following their god, the Platinum Dragon, but taking different paths, each had grown to be highly respected for their devotion and prowess in their chosen profession. In fact, as D’kar continued to ponder, he can’t remember life before the Temple.
He knew that he wasn’t born in the area. That much was clear as he was the only dragonborn for what seemed like hundreds of miles. D’Kar knew that was what drew him to the Temple of Bahmut. The worship of the dragon god was the last vestige of a heritage unknown that he had left. Looking back on the years, it was humorous to see how his unusual upbringing influenced him even today. Even his drink of choice was brought about because human foods tended to upset his digestion. It was just extra luck that the juice had the same effect on a dragonborn as ale does on a human.
But, what he didn’t know, until after Arwin uttered those final words, was just how much of his destiny was ahead of him. In fact, he wasn’t sure he yet knew what was to become of him. All he knew was that his life had been a lie. The remaining priests at the Temple were not about to let him in on their little secret either. After Arwin’s death, it became clear how much his friend was protecting him from something bigger than he could imagine. Something he knew he had to get to the bottom of before it cost him his life.
He set out on an adventure to find his lost past and to find out what was being hidden from him. Hopefully, he would find the answers he needed before the Platinum Dragon called him home. He hoped that his lifelong service would ultimately reward him the chance at least to understand why,
“We should have told table or a booth…”
Startled by the pub waitress’s touch on his arm, “Would you like a table or a booth?”
“Booth”, D’kar muttered as the waitress led the group to the back of the pub. He wondered where destiny was leading him.
Backstory to the backstory:
Arwin didn’t have the greatest constitution and was not the strongest person that human kind has ever produced. But what he lacked for in muscle, he more than made up in mind, heart and soul. That is what likely led D’Kar to quickly befriend Arwin. In a temple of haughty, dare we say pompous, Paladin knights, Arwin’s weak appearance stood out amongst the other apprentices growing up. Like being the only dragonborn in the area for miles, Arwin needed that bond to something familiar as much as D’Kar did. He needed someone that was not like the others.
As time passed, Arwin’s devotion to the dragon god propelled him to the highest heights within the temple in parallel with D’Kar’s ascension to the top of the knight’s hierarchy. They each viewed the other as infallible. That tight bond made them the best team the Temple had ever seen.
The pivotal moment in their relationship came on a routine mission to investigate a goliath village that had been ransacked near Hammerfast. What should have been nothing more than a simple search for information became so much more.
Not expecting the ambush, the group was unprepared for the ferocity of the attack. D’Kar fought harder than he ever did before. A large portion of the group was slaughtered before his eyes by the hill giants lead by an drow warlock; he later learned she was named Shivra. He and the other two knights were not enough to successfully fend the foe off without taking heavy casualties. In that fight, Arwin received a nasty gash across the face. Like the scar that split Arwin’s face, it seemed that there was now a split in D’Kar’s relationship with Arwin. D’Kar was never truly able to move on from that event and he feared that was also true for Arwin. From that moment on, things weren’t like they used to be. After all those years rising up the ranks as best friends, D’Kar’s proved that he was not the infallible protector. In that instant, at least as it appeared to D’Kar, Arwin also realized that they no longer were equals.
Perhaps that is why Arwin never let D’Kar in on the truth. Perhaps hiding the truth, not a failure to protect, is what really caused their relationship to drift apart. D’Kar was never well suited to understanding temple politics, usually leaving that ridiculousness to Arwin. All he knew is that he needed to find the truth to his past and to his destiny. For him… and for Arwin
D’kar’s egg was pulled through a magical portal by an evil wizard and brought to this world. The wizard was captured by Paladin’s of Bahamut and they took the egg back to their temple.
D’kar is the great grandson of Acidaar.