Silverleaf

Submitted by: yagisan
Last Update: 7/10/2010 6:10:21 AM
DM Name: Nova
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Silverleaf was born almost 30 years ago to a jungle tribe deep in the southern jungles. His mother named him his unusual name because he bore an unusual silver leaf shaped birthmark on his right shoulder. From the start odd things happened around Silverleaf - lights flashing, strange sounds, and on one occasion a ghostly hand appeared in his cradle.

As Silverleaf aged he displayed an prodigious ability to learn. By age 5 he was fluent in both Common and Goblin. By 7 he was fluent in Giant as well. The tribe elders began to feel uncomfortable in his presence, and rumours began circulating he was a curse to the tribe. Things came to a head at the coming of age ceremony - upon reaching the age of 12, all members of the tribe are required to preform the ceremony to see which primal spirits would guide their life. As in previous years minor spirits would bond with the children ordaining them as minor shamans, druids, and so on. Not so for Silverleaf - as he preformed the ceremony something extraordinary happened. He was joined by not one, not two, but three major spirits at the same time. The first was a primal spirit of druidic tradition, the second, shockingly to the tribe, was an arcane spirit of force, and the third was primal spirit of shamanistic lore. Never before had multiple spirits joined a member, and never before had a non-primal spirit answered the call. The tribe grew afraid and in their fear, cast Silverleaf out of the tribe.

Over the course of the few years Silverleaf made his way north - sometimes in human form, but more often, as that of an animal common to the region he was in, so as not to appear out of place. Eventually he made his way into a recruiting tent of the Imperial Nerath army. With no other home, and the army apparently eager to accept him, Silverleaf enlisted. Initially basic training was hard, fighting with a sword and shield - Silverleaf was clumsy and inept. It appeared he would be thrown out of this, his new tribe, when he had an idea. Casting aside the tools of a fighter he engaged the training with his innate abilities. Magic missiles would fly from his hands decimating ranged attackers, winged phantoms would attack rushing troops, and when faced one on one by the biggest meanest instructor that disliked sissy little wizards, Silverleaf pulled out his last trick - wild shaping into an enormous bear before besting said instructor in melee combat.

Once basic training was over the recruits were all assigned units - except Silverleaf. Silverleaf was taken aside to meet his new commanding officer. It turned out that grizzly mean instructor that disliked sissy wizards had written a personal letter of recommendation for Silverleaf to be assigned to a specific reconnaissance unit. For eight long years Silverleaf worked as part of a team whose mission was was to tackle the impossible. Retrieve (or kill) specific individuals - acquire battleplans, code signals, and ferret out traitors. All went well until the last mission. Something went wrong and the team was compromised. Silverleaf only survived because team that attacked them was unaware that he slept in beast form and was mistaken for a horse. What Silverleaf did see, was that the leader of this team has a mark on his right shoulder - also in the shape of a silver leaf. It's been 18 months now and Silverleaf is still hunting them down, and the trail leads this way …

Fluent in 7 languages and constantly alert, little escapes his attention even when he appears to be dozing. Sometimes spontaneously manifests at-will and encounter powers while sleeping - as if in battle with some demon, but claims to not remember doing so when he awakens.