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Welcome to Fort Eastward Chronicles II: Those Cursed Mists

16:50, 27th April 2024 (GMT+0)

Count Drelzhek Eastward

Height: 6'2"
Weight: 255lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Race: Human (Sembian)
Class(es): Fighter 11
Alignment: Neutral (Evil)

Description: Drelzhek is the most noticeable member in the room because he clunked around in heavy custom plated armor.  The man had shoulder length hair that was black and shaggy.  He wore a thick set of dark clothing under a used but well maintained suit of black plated armor that looked slick as oil and sleek as midnight.  He had gloves and a utility belt.  A shield in the shape of a disc made of solid oak and banded iron with studs was slung over a shoulder along with a traveling pack.  The interesting part about the shield was that the disc was painted black.  The iron holding it together was a dark purple.  The religious sort could easily recognize it as the color and symbol of Shar, a rather well known greater power.

His weapon of choice was a warhammer.  The head of the hammer was surprisingly small.  It was engraved steel that was all mallet on one side, and had a sharpened, backwards hook mounted behind it.  The long shaft of the weapon was made of painstakingly well maintained dark cherry wood.  At the far end was a solid gold ball, about the size of an apple.  Precisely positioned on the center of the orb was a silvery mithril spike.  Drelzhek's weapon was known to cause ridiculous damage to elementals and golems.  It glowed purple.



Brief Bio: Drelzhek is the heir to the Eastward Estate & Brewing Company, known throughout the Dalelands, Moonsea, Sembia, and Cormyr for producing beer.  The Eastward Distillery has been in business for 69 years.  Started by Korneth Eastward II, father passed legacy to son, and son to grandson, or so it would seem.  Korneth Sr has since passed on, and while his son, Drayton Eastward has a mind for gold, he has no mind for alcohol or actually running a business.  Instead he opted to leave the day to day routine to family friend, the venerable dwarf Iglorrox Longbeard.

Over the last decade the quality of the product leaving the Eastward Distillery has plummeted, leaving the family all but bankrupt and barely able to maintain their holdings.  The breweries in Zhentil Keep, Mistledale, and Tilverton have closed, with only the main HQ in Sembia remaining open for business.

To hear Drelzhek tell it, his father's loyalty to and trust in an aged, nearly blind dwarf as well as his inability to see past his own pockets has torn a deep rift in the family.  Even though only half of the story is known, it is clear that there was a falling out between father and son.  While Drelzhek doesn't know his father's personal finances, rumor has it that he's up to his elbows in debt.  This might be the reason he chose the life of a mercenary.

Notable Inventory: Blackened, Full Plate +3, Large Wooden Shield +2, Warhammer +4 (Shatterspike) & enough gold to float a Warship.