ZPortrait of Zarok

Zarok Stormscale

Dragonborn — Anauroch

Paladin — Oath of Glory

7Level
53HP
18AC
30 ftSpeed
STR17+3
DEX10+0
CON13+1
INT12+1
WIS8-1
CHA16+3
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Absent: The Tower

Zarok did not make the climb with the others. The worg fight in Nightstone had left its mark — his shoulder had taken the worst of it, and with the village still in disarray and Daphne Nandar barely old enough to manage the keep, he stayed behind to help oversee the recovery and see the villagers safely home from the caves.

Back with the Party

Zarok caught up with the party at the tower — arriving, as dragonborn often did, in time for the part where things became violent.

Absent: The Road North

Zarok became separated from the group in Luskan, detained by some business of his own that he declined to explain in full. The party rode north without him.

Arrived in Fireshear

Zarok arrived in Fireshear on his own, presenting no great surprise at finding the others already there and offering even less explanation for the delay. He had handled his business. That was the important thing.

Leaving the Caravan

The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the dusty Black Road. Zarok trudged alongside the merchant caravan, guarding the merchants' goods. The monotony weighed heavily on him. He longed for adventure and a purpose beyond counting crates and fending off bandits.

It had been a long journey — back and forth along the Black Road, from the desert of Anauroch where he joined the caravan, to places like Llorkh and Loudwater and eventually to the Sword Coast.

As they approached Daggerford, he noticed colorful posters plastered on walls. They depicted a grand festival in honor of Lady Velrosa Nandar in Nightstone. The words caught his reptilian eyes immediately: "Seeking strong men to keep peace during Nightstone Festival."

Zarok's heart quickened. He envisioned himself standing tall in the town square, a guardian among revelers. It was a chance to prove himself, to find meaning beyond the mundane, to find again the honour he sometimes felt he'd left behind by leaving his clan.

That evening, he shared his thoughts with Garven, the grizzled caravan leader. Garven tried to convince Zarok to stay, feeling safe in the presence of this mighty wielder of battle axe. But to no avail — Zarok's mind was made up, and Garven knew that trying to change that was impossible.

And so Zarok found himself on the trail to Nightstone, using the cover of night and avoiding the eyes of men not used to seeing dragonborn. Until he heard the chatter and music drifting from a campfire by the road.

A Beacon in the Void

Trapped in the mists of the Ethereal Plane, Zarok felt an unfamiliar sensation ripple through his scales. The haunting melody of Dustin's song, echoing tales of ancient giants, reached him like a beacon in the void. Each note resonated with his very essence, vibrating through his scales and igniting a spark of hope. The song's powerful verses painted vivid images of towering giants and their legendary feats, providing Zarok with a sense of direction and purpose. In the midst of the endless expanse, Dustin's song became his guide, a comforting reminder that he was not alone and that his path, though shrouded in mystery, was still illuminated by the courage of those who came before. Yet, amidst the solace, a pang of longing struck Zarok's heart. He wished he knew more about what had befallen his trusted companions, their fates unknown and their absence a heavy burden on his soul.

04 The Mighty Dragonborn 2:24