Gallandan

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Name: Gallandan Harris

Race: Half-Elf

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Class: Hexblade / Bard

Character Concept: Cold, amoral application of dark secrets for the betterment of society.

Religion: Flexible

Background: Sage (Researcher)

Background Personality Trait: Paranoid of people stealing my secrets

Background Ideals: Self-improvement

Background Bond: I've been searching for some time for the answer to a question.

Background Flaws: I'm willing to take great risks for the promise of information I seek.

=== History ===

Gallandan is the son of an Elven mother and Human father. The pair were actually a family, unlike the situation that many half-elves find themselves in. However, the prospect of raising a son that would take decades to reach maturity was a difficult prospect for a human father. Gallandan's father passed away due to the stress of providing for a child when Gallandan was a young child of only 35. His mother had a broken heart for the rest of her life, passing away a mere 20 years later, leaving the helpless 55 year old to fend for himself.

His parents weren't wealthy, but left him with significantly more funds than your average orphan (which isn't saying much). As far as he could tell, his father was some sort of art dealer. His father owned a small warehouse filled with antiquities, each unique and valuable from a historical point of view, but would be considered junk by all but the most dedicated collectors.

After cataloguing it all (because that's the sort of thing he would do), Gallandan discovered that his father was looking for ways to extend his life, knowing that his partner was a long-lived Elf. He had some information suggesting that he could leach a small amount of power from a long-forgotten death deity. After years of research, Gallandan completed his father's ritual.

The results were not what he expected. Though he had undeniably stolen some power, it was shadowy and martial, rather than life-extending. He has spent his time since looking for more information on the ritual he performed, but just when he was so close, he was drafted into The Legionnaires.