Tempest

Player: Michael

Name: Tempest

Race: Genasi (Windsoul)

Class: Warden (Stormheart)

Theme: Windlord

Character Data

In his youth, Tempest clung to the traditions of secrecy and isolation that had kept his hidden village safe for centuries, helping to discreetly herd travelers and adventurers away from their rocky island and kill those who got too curious. Throughout his life he'd always had a stronger connection to the elements than most genasi, and learned from the few wardens of his clan to channel that power in battle; charging into his enemies from the sky on a whirl of wind, calling thunder and lightning with each mighty strike of his hammer or shielding himself with jagged stone. But over time Tempest began to realize that even his teachers could not discern the will of the primal spirits as clearly as he could. As the years went on, he could feel the land withering and weeping beneath his feet, smell the decay of the world in the air. Finally, the pleading voices carried on the wind became impossible for him to ignore - the elders of his village might be content to hide from the other races, but Tempest knew the world was undeniably dying, and as the stewards of the Primordials his people had an ancient responsiblity to Athas that had long been neglected. Unable to rally his village from its torpor, Tempest has set out across the Sea of Silt in search of others who might understand the peril Athas faces, and hopefully find the means to do something about it on a larger scale; like a desert storm, he is willing to scour the world bare of corruption and defilement so that it can be reborn anew - and maybe find a few things worth saving on the way.