BronPak Battlehorn

Bron grew up in the small coastal town of Sandpoint. From a distance some might think Sandpoint is a sleepy little town where not much goes on that does not involve sheep or cows. Those persons would be wrong. Founded only 40 or 50 years ago by settlers from Magnimar seeking to establish various businesses that are hampered by close proximity to large numbers of persons, Sandpoint was in fact a sacred site of the local Varisians. After some initial fighting, a compromise was established. An old Varisian lady and seer named Niska Mvashti was the catalyst for this peaceful resolution. Niska was old then and ancient now, but she lives still in a house provided for her by the Sandpoint Mercantile League. The League was founded by the leading members of four families who are now considered minor nobles of Sandpoint; the Kaijitsus (glassmakers and jewelers from the island nation of Minkai), the Valdemars (shipbuilders and traders), the Scarnettis (wood crafters and loggers), and the Deverins (farmers and brewers).

Five years ago when Bron was in training to be in the militia he vividly recalls the event known as the Late Unpleasantness by the townsfolk. Sheriff Casp Avertin, the Militia Commander and fiancée of the current mayor, was murdered along with more than two dozen others. The Chopper as the murderer was named left his victims in the same terrible state: deep cuts on the torso and neck, hands and feet severed and stacked nearby, eyes and tongue plucked out and missing. When he was finally found and killed he turned out to be Jervas Stoot, an eccentric artist who specialized in small delicate wood carvings. Before he was discovered to be the murderer, it was a status symbol to have one of his carvings upon the façade of a business. To this day no one knows why he became murderous. Underneath his house that the town had built for him upon the top of what is now known as Chopper’s Isle in the basement was a strange shrine for an evil entity, a demon. Stacked upon this altar were the eyes and tongues taken from his victims. The town’s folk burned his house to the ground and destroyed the foot bridge they had built to allow him easy access to the town.

A month after Chopper’s demise, the town’s temple to the goddess Desna also burned, within was the town’s priest Ezakien Tobyn and his hauntingly beautiful adopted daughter, Nualia. Bron remembers Nualia’s platinum blonde hair, lavender eyes, and her ethereal quality, like a light shone from within her. Like all the boys in town he was enthralled by her beauty while the town’s girls were jealous of her. Bron felt a bit sorry for her but was really too busy with training to ever make an effort to get to know her.  

Now at last, after five years of grieving and fundraising, the Sandpoint Mercantile League along with the assistance of several temples from Magnimar, the newly rebuilt temple is complete and will be a multi shrine temple to the 6 locally worshipped gods, Desna (favorite of the local Varisians), Erastil, Aroden, Gozreh, Shelyn, and Sarenrae. The resulting stone temple is truly impressive and sports stained glass windows for each of the six gods, donated by the Kaijitsus. Both the Magnimaran settlers and the native Varisians are very happily pleased with the temple and a grand opening is to be celebrated along with the traditional release of butterflies in the Swallowtail festival of Desna. Many businessmen, traders, farmers, and others from Magnimar, the hinterlands and beyond will be in attendance. The whole town is gearing up for this event, truly a celebration that has been needed to finally give closure to the hurts of the Late Unpleasantness.


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