Songs from Erlanthis
It’s not easy being a paladin’s little brother. Growing up, all Sedrik ever heard was, “Why can’t you be like your brother?” It got old after a while, and Sedrik began spending as little time at home as possible. One day, during his aimless wanderings around deserted parts of Vanamoor, Sedrik found a gnarled staff inscribed with mysterious runes. Sedrik decided to keep the staff. Shortly thereafter he began having strange dreams and hearing voices in his head. The voices told Sedrik to commit suicide. Well, technically, they told him to go out into the wilderness alone, but for somebody raised in Vanamoor there’s not much of a distinction between the two. Blaming his new staff, Sedrik tried to get rid of it, but it jumped back into his hand anytime he tried to set it down. Clearly, more extreme measures were going to be necessary for dealing with the voices.
Sedrik landed a job in his father’s alchemy business. In the midst of fulfilling orders for customers, he got an idea: he would develop an alchemical substance that woul take a way the voices. He experimented with all kinds of things, but he was never able to find anything that would take away the voices. Eventually his experimentation (and, particularly, his…borrowing…of dad’s reagents) became blatant enough that Sedrik was caught. Baln Edmethene had to intervene. As tough as it was to take help from his goody two-shoes older brother, it was marginally easier than taking a rap for misuse of magical ingredients. Maybe…