Character Proposal, Inghram Khaldun, Priest

[Elo]

Hey, this is my first post and my introduction to the server so I'm more than willing to accept any suggestions people have for me. This is also my first priest character so yeah, I'm open to suggestions.

Full Name: Inghram Khaldun
Age: 25
Class(es): Cleric of Toran (fallen) / Fighter
Race: Human
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Deity: Toran
Domains (if cleric): Protection & War
Short Bio/Description:

Inghram grew up the only male child of a poor farming family. His family while of simple means were fairly educated and he was taught to read and write at an early age. His father had always believed it was wiser to manage is books merticulously then to let the taxman do it for him. Though certainly not the sole contributer, much of Inghram obbsessive and rigidly ordered personality can be traced back to his father. At age 11 his family's farm had gone through its 3rd year of drought, despite their reservations Inghram's family took up the local priest's offer to have him schooled in a seminary. Not out of any malice but because they believed it would be his best opertunity to survive, the farm dying as it was.

His life in the seminary for his first 4 years was primarily occupied by assisting with the priests manual labour, his only form of escape was watching the Paladin's and their squires train in the grounds. Though he requested to join the order of paladins his life was thought to be better spent in service of his god as a cleric working in the churches bureaucracy. At 20 he was allowed to return to his home for the first time in order to pay his last respects to his dying father. His farm had changed a great deal from his last memories, once more it was a bustling farm, with fields of full crops and an air of wealth about the busy buildings. Hired labourers worked alongside his once demure sisters in the fields, so changed was his appearance they didn't recognise him and bowed to him as they would any holyman.

Inside, sitting by his fathers death bed he grew concerned, frustrated and finally doubting of his leaders orders when he learned of the times his family had been turned away from the gates of the seminary. Their refusal to pass on news of weddings he should have attended and most shockingly the death of his mother to consumption. Troubled, he saught out, against his fathers advice, the priest who had arranged to have him taken away from his family years ago. Upon entering the village he saw what he believed to be a town totally lacking in guidance, prostitutes hawking their wares on the same corners as small children harrased beggars. Just as his father had warned him, as the land prospered the village had attracted the most unsavoury lawless kinds while the church had done nothing to steer them toward law and order.

So fueled as he was by bluster and anger at what he had witnessed he marched into the church and into the priests private chambers behind the pulpit to confront him. There he witnessed the most debuched dereliction of duty, not only did he find the doors to the church locked and bared to any who might look for grace and guidance, but the resident priest was laying sodden and asleep in his chambers with the reak of alcohol about him. A short and pointless verbal confrontation followed with the still besotted priest before he came to his senses and choose to leave rather than sully the house of his god with violence, so incensed was he at such a betrayal of holy vows.

Upon returning to his family home, and swiftly requaining himself with his sisters and their husbands who had chosen to work the lands, he immediatly sent missives to a nearby town that he knew from managing the seminaries records, had a wandering Justicer overseeing a trial. In the following days his sisters told him stories of threats made against them and their family if he did not leave the town. The priest had acted to move against him and if the tales he was learning were correct, the priest intended to follow the threats through. It became apparent that the priest was guilty of harbouring more than disrespect for the honour and duty of Toran.

The justicer arrived at the farm with two young paladins in tow several days after the missive was sent and together they marched apon the church. Rather than accepting the judgment of Toran the priest arranged for the brigands he was harbouring to meet the holy men in ambush in the church itself. One of the young paladins was wounded direly upon opening the door of the oak doors of the church, a trap slicking his body and armor with vile acid even as he touched the doors carven ankh in reverance. The justicer and remaining paladin charged into church to challenge the corrupt priest and his minions even as a crowd rushed to watch. A marvelous worthy of Toran raged within as Inghram tried to assist the dying paladin, the youth, of equal age brushed is assistance aside and demanded that he take the paladins mace and assist the warriors in the fray. Remmembering his years of watching the squires train he took to the battle and with his assistance one the day.

The crowd moved into the church and gazed at the holy men with reverance many bowing before the altar and offering simple prayers to Toran and the paladin who had sacrificed his life. The priest was found huddled in his chambers and begged for forgivness as the Justicer found him guilty and punished him accordingly. Righteously, he was put to death and buried with the criminals. In the interim, Inghram was placed as new priest of the church, responsible for bringing order and law back to the village.

For a time, he did. The village, impressed by actions of the holy warriors returned to the church, listened to the sermons and once more applied the teachings of Toran to their lives. The church found his efforts satisfactory and allowed him to remain priest of the town. Years passed and the land once again slipped into the drought that had devistated it a decade before. Attendance of the church wained as people lost hope along with their prosperity and in his depression Inghram turned to that same alcohol that was the downfall of his predecessor. Determined to bring law back to a town turning away from its gods he took on the mace of the young paladin from its possition on the altar and brought it by force. Despite the drought, the people were again impressed by actions rather than the boring and condemning sermons of a priest. However, as his prayers for relief went unanswered and church got word of his actions his world started to crumble.

The church in its wisdom had once again refused to consider his petion to the order of Paladins now claiming he was too old to learn the craft of war. When a justicer payed visit to his church and learned of his actions as an enforcer he was striped of his church and sent to the seminary to make penance. His alcohol habits were made known and in a political move the churches bureaucracy deemed him unfit to serve Toran. He was made an example of and excommunicated from the church.Inghram now travels informing temples of Toran of his presence in their territories, moving on if they demand he leaves and offering his services to those who accept. He seeks penance not from Toran, who he believes he hasn't failed, but from the church. His sense of duty and honour drives him to obey any order he is given by a member of the church and it is his most fervent desire to prove himself worthy of Toran and the church's grace again.

-He still carries a mace as his weapon, he has since returned to mace of the young paladin to the church. He wears silver and blue as colours but not the gold of the church. While he was stripped of his holy symbol he has since fashioned himself a rosary of beads, each one engraved with the ankh. Inghram still has an alcohol problem.

[Reventage]

Sorry it took me so long to get to this. Approved, it's a good bio. The server IP is 64.127.106.68 and the password is layoplayer
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