The Brink of Desolation
Elyas Magewrench, level 1 Human, Artificer Build: Battlesmith Artificer Background: Sharn (Insight class skill)
FINAL ABILITY SCORES Str 10, Con 13, Dex 12, Int 16, Wis 16, Cha 11.
STARTING ABILITY SCORES Str 10, Con 13, Dex 12, Int 16, Wis 14, Cha 11.
AC: 15 Fort: 13 Reflex: 14 Will: 15 HP: 25 Surges: 7 Surge Value: 6
TRAINED SKILLS Insight +8, Arcana +8, Diplomacy +5, History +8, Heal +8, Perception +8
UNTRAINED SKILLS Acrobatics +1, Bluff, Dungeoneering +3, Endurance +1, Intimidate, Nature +3, Religion +3, Stealth +1, Streetwise, Thievery +1, Athletics
FEATS Artificer: Master Mixer Human: White Lotus Riposte Level 1: Focused Expertise (Hand Crossbow)
POWERS Artificer at-will 1: Ethereal Chill Artificer at-will 1: Magic Weapon Bonus At-Will Power: Static Shock Healing Infusion: Healing Infusion: Resistive Formula Artificer encounter 1: Spike Wire Artificer daily 1: Obedient Servant
ITEMS Ritual Book, Hand Crossbow, Leather Armor, Adventurer’s Kit, Rod Implement, Crossbow Bolts (40) RITUALS Brew Potion, Disenchant Magic Item, Enchant Magic Item, Make Whole
During the last war, the Magewrench clan played a vital part in assisting House Cannith with the creation and maintenance of their wondrous war machines, and contributed a crucial hand in the invention of the Warforged. Elyas Magewrench, son to famed Cannith Inventor (head inventor of Warforged Technology, as well as Master Artificer) Zedd Magewrench, was playing tag with his Warforged brother Helper, chasing him down the hall deep within the Magewrench Compound. Their Father was preparing to leave on a mission to retrieve some magical artifact he needed for his newest invention, and was upstairs packing his things. The boys would remain behind to watch over the compound, and to tend to the workshop while he was away.
Elyas was a gifted youth, a prodigy of the construction of artifacts, as most Magewrenchs were, and at the age of 12 was hoping to surpass his father one day, and become head of the Magewrench compound. Helper was a Warforged prototype, one of the first to take the life-spark successfully, and has been with Elyas since his birth, ever acting as the older brother and best friend. Being of the first Warforged “born”, helper was not only different from the other Warforged, but was installed with a special soul-spark, which gave him very human qualities that, due to the nature of their task, the armies requested be left out of the Warforged created for battle. Not that Helper wasn’t good with a sword, he was, in fact, quite adept at sword play, and was a very effective body guard for the Magewrench family. Together they were quite a capable duo. Elyas was competent in the construction and maintenance of the Warforged, and Helper was more than capable of keeping the two of them out of trouble.
As the two were running down the hall, on one of the lower levels of the compound, on their way to retrieve a certain power-core that Zedd had requested, a forceful explosion wracked the building, causing the ground to shudder, despite the fact that they were 3 stories below the ground. Dust cascaded from cracks between the tiles lining the ceiling. Elyas slid to a stop as Helper did the same. Helper looked up from the ground questioningly at Elyas. “What was that”? he asked. Elyas not really knowing either replied “No clue, let’s go find Father”. Elyas started off down the hall with Helper right next to him, towards the lift that ran to the main floor. Elyas rounded the corner, and in a panic, hit the button to call the lift down to pick them up. It didn’t light up. “Damn, looks broken” he cursed. “Let’s head for the maintenance shaft in sector 2” he said as they started running again.
When the arrived at the shaft, they noticed the door was jammed shut. The elemental that powered most of the automated features of the compound seemed to be no longer working. Helper grabbed a hold of the railing behind him, and broke it clean off, sticking one end in the door and prying it open. Running up the stairs as fast as they could, Elyas couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to cause such an explosive reaction upstairs. They ran through the service tunnels and up and down flights of stairs, making their way towards the top. As they got closer to ground level, the air was thick with an acrid alchemical smoke, and the ever-burning torches had somehow started to fail. Elyas looked at Helper, and pulled his goggles down over his eyes, and activated his dim-vision.
Once they reached the top of the stairs they looked on blankly at what had once been a fully functioning workshop. There were pieces of warforged littering the scattered tables and equipment, and small fires everywhere. The air was thick with smoke and and chemicals, large plumes of smoke drifting towards the open sky through a massive hole in the wall. The shop was utterly destroyed. The pair made their way through the ruble and debris, heading towards Elyas’ father’s lab, Helper was checking to see if there were any surviving Warforged along the way; there were none. As they arrived at the Lab, there was no sign of anyone. The damage wasn’t nearly as bad, although it looked as though there had been a fight. The furniture was overturned, and there was broken glass and tools, along with a few magic items scattered about on the floor. There was no sign of the elder Magewrench. “Maybe he made it out” said Elyas thoughtfully. “I hope so” said Helper in agreement. Outside there was still no sign of anyone. Father had vanished, and everyone in the factory had been killed when the explosion had gone off.
Over the next few days, Elyas and Helper hunkered down in the compound, hoping that the elder Magewrench would return. A disappearance like this wasn’t entirely unheard of by his father. He oftentimes had grand ideas that required immediate action, thus he vanished on occasion for a couple days, usually coming home with a magnificent new creation. One thing worried Elyas however. There had never really been any explosions like this one. Him and Helper were able to put out the fires, and Elyas was able to fix the Elemental, restoring the ever-burning torches, and even the elemental lift. He began to worry though, that something serious had happened to his father.
One day, as they went outside to do a quick patrol of the area, to see if anyone had returned, they noticed there was someone making their way down the road by way of elemental cart, leaving a long trail of dust behind them. As they got nearer, the boys recognized it was Grimfel Truespark, a long time friend and colleague of their father, and he seemed to be in a hurry.
He spotted them atop the hill and hurried their way. “Elyas, Helper, I’m glad I found you” he said, obviously relieved. “There’s been trouble…” he exclaimed. “Obviously” said Elyas, pointing back to the massive hole in the side of the compound. “the other day, there was a massive explosion, most of the upper workshop has been destroyed. We were lucky we were 3 floors down near the elemental room, otherwise we could’ve gotten hurt”. Looking even more relieved, the old artificer pulled his goggles from his eyes, and let them rest atop his head. “As I said, there’s been trouble, and apparently it’s made it’s way for you as well.” he said. “I got word today from your father via his mecha-pigeon. Apparently, somebody has decided they want him to do some special work for them, building some sort of war machine. The message was short, and he didn’t say who exactly had picked him up, but it was obvious that he was being held against his will” explained Grimfel. “He instructed me to come get you and Helper, and for you to pack up your stuff, and that you’re supposed to come live with me in Sharn” he said, handing the mecha-pigeon over to Elyas for him to see for himself. “Knowing your father though, he’ll probably be out of their grasp and on his way to meet us soon. He said he’s being held somewhere in Cyre, and wants to make sure that you get as far away as possible.” “Do you think he’ll be okay?” asked Elyas worriedly. “I’m sure he’ll be fine” replied Grimfel. “The wars’ve been raging in Cyre for a long time now, but the people that have him obviously know how important he is, and will have him well protected” he said. “Pack as much as you want, but only what you need, and let’s try to leave at first light” instructed Grimfel, and with that he pulled his goggles over his eyes, and turned the cart towards the compound, leaving the boys to ponder on the hilltop
Elyas and Helper were both devistated, leaving their childhood home behind, and heading for a busy city, but as time passed, the pain eased, and Elyas began to follow in his father’s footsteps under his new found mentor, working with the Truespark clan. He learned magic and machine inside out. He became a master of technology, and the arcane, and was able to perform powerful feats, astounding even the most studied artificers at the Truespark compound. He took in all he could learn, and then searched for more; ever learning, ever growing in his ability, until one day he came to his long-time friend and mentor Grimfel, and announced that he needed to leave. He was in pursuit of new knowledge, and it no longer existed at the Truespark Compound.
“Helper and I need to move on.” he said near tears. “It’s been 20 years since we’ve seen our father, we need to find out what happened to him, and find who is responsible. We’ve had messages from him on and off, and he’s dedicated to try and stop the people who are holding him captive from doing what they’re attempting to do. Helper and I are heading for Cyre, to see if we can find anything, or anyone willing to help us, and hopefully help him. I don’t want to leave master Truespark, but I must.” he explained, obviously holding back tears. “You’ve taught me a lot, and I’ll never forget what you’ve done for me, But I must learn what happened. I’ve grown over these years, and I’m the most powerful artificer at the compound.” Elyas explained. “I must find the truth”. With a final hug, he turned to depart the Truespark compound, and head back towards his childhood home, back to the lands of Cyre, where the wars haven’t stopped. “It’s been 100 years of fighting, 100 years of death, and somewhere along the line, Zedd Magewrench dissapeared, and I’m going to find him.” and with that Elyas left the compound with his Warforged brother Helper, and headed east, away from Sharn, and out of Breeland, toward the center of the war, to the land of Cyre.