I have taken up an online DnD game recently to at least get the experience of being a player rather than always Games Master. So far there haven't been many sessions but as we are doing them on a weekly basis we should get a good few sessions under our belt during the coming few months. Iam really excited about it as so far its been great. The mix of players is stark with three english players, an american and a czech. It does bring an interesting mix to the table (screen?) and having two girls in the group changes the dynamic from what I am used to.
So far the technical difficulties have ranged from lost mics, inability to connect to each other to the fantastic incident of the missing keys! One of the players, Jory from the states, began the first session missing the y, h, and g keys of his keyboard due to a spilled drink. This left his character with a wonderful french accent during the game. Hopefully he can keep it up once we reach as far as voice chat for the game! Anyway here is my character roughly fleshed out with some extra historical background. I should probably have elaborated more on the character than the History!
"I am Lysimakos, great warrior and member of the Golden Band. A group of sacred warriors devoted to Kord.I have come to the guild as the proud tradition of my family dictates. My vows to the Golden Band also dictate that I must travel the world before I can inherit my titles."
Lysimakos was born on his families estates in near the town of Spolep in the kingdom of Phocis. His father holds the hereditary title of "Defender of the Temple". It was granted to the family by the Basilius in recognition of great bravery in the war against the Liminates over two hundred years before. The temple in question is the Great Hold of Kord, a massive structure, built high in the Suruat mountains. Lysimakos stands to inherit this title but to do so he must fulfill the vows of the Golden Band and become an inducted member. Only then can he assume the title. To this end he journeys the lands to the north hoping to earn great reknown that will entitle him to a place amongst the Band.
He was a quick study at the guild and earned the favour of Master Adoy another native of Phocis. He studied the traditional forms of warfare of the south that favour the hoplon shield and a bearded axe. He is brave though not foolhardy and likes to think tactically about his situation. He is proud of his heritage and carries himself with a noble bearing. He has little time for the peasants and views them as a general nuisance.
The Golden Band:
The Golden Band are a fellowship of warriors founded two hundred years ago in the kingdom of Phocis. After the great war against the eastern armies of the Liminates the surviving heroes formed the Golden Band. Their goals were to plague the realm of the Liminates and as such they broke themselves down into small groups of about thirty warriors. Each group had their own ship and they raided the coasts of the kingdom constantly. A number of the groups combined and managed to sack the Liminatian town of Eryt. The only people spared in the sack were the priests of Kord that inhabited the temple within the town. The warriors were fearful of incurring the wrath of the God, especially as they spent so much time at sea. The priests were still taken hostage and one was given to each of the groups that had taken part in the attack. This quickly gave rise to the tradition of each of the groups being accompanied by a priest of Kord and the band adopted the lightning bolt as their symbol.
After the slow decline of the Liminates due to their loss in the war with Phocis and her allies, the Band was left without a true purpose. Within fifty years of their founding most of the original members were dead. The replacements had begun to take contracts as mercenaries in the east for their prowess and bravery were renowned. The size of the divisions was increased from the original thirty to one hundred and the traditional lochaber axe was replaced with a spear. Military drill and close rank fighting became the standard training regime replacing the emphasis on personal ability and style. Within another fifty years the Band had reached their peak. Division sizes had been increased to five hundred men. The wealth the organisation possessed enabled each of the divisions to be armoured in bronze ensorcelled scale mail. They were engaged across all the lands that knew war in this time and they soon adopted the motto: Quae caret ora cruore nostro? What shore knows not our blood.
The need to replace casualties in such large and busy divisions caused problems for the people of Phocis. Most of their young men were forced away to war for years on end with many not returning at all. Eventually hiring was conducted outside of the Kingdom. Recruits were taken at first only from neighbouring states of Atraps and Sebeht. Soon however hiring was undertaken all across the southern states. This caused much resentment throughout the forces as tribesmen of the sands and other such wildmen were mingled amongst the more superior feeling civilised states. After a serious of disasterous wars internal squabbling broke out when the Master of the Blade, leader of the Golden Band died suddenly. No clear successor could be elected from the council and instead alliances were formed promoting different leaders. Soon the divisions were mustered and internal squabbling turned to bloodshed.
One hundred and twenty years after their founding the Golden Band were almost destroyed. The great divisions had slaughtered each other and then broken up into roving bands of mercenaries and marauders. The noble aspirations and worship of Kord forgotten by all but a few. Of these few Agathon of Nomarcal gathered his loyal followers and returned to his native Kingdom of Phocis. Here under the stewardship of the Basilius and High Priest of Kord the order was rekindled. One hundred and twenty nobles of the country were awarded with membership of the Band. These were divided as tradition dictated into groups of thirty and charged with the defence of the land.