Dirva Thunderstone

On the borders of the Northern Mountains, nestled amidst the hills of the South Steps and the verdant plains, lived a clan of dwarves known for their strength, resilience, and friendship with surrounding peoples. Among these dwarves, there was a young woman named Dirva Thunderstone, a fierce warrior with a foul mouth but a heart of gold. Due to the mixing of several cultures in the area Dirva grew up experiencing both the dwarven pantheon and the faith of the Seven Moons pantheon.

Her father was a devout follower of the dwarven gods, while her mother was a priestess of the Seven Moons. Dirva learned from both of them, developing a deep respect for the gods of both pantheons. As she grew older, Dirva became a skilled warrior, her hammer as crushing as her wit. She fought alongside her clan in many battles against the raiding bands of orcs coming through one of the last working portals, located in the elvish forest in the west. Her courage and ferocity earned her the respect of her fellow dwarves. But Dirva was not content with merely fighting for her clan; she wanted to serve a higher purpose. 

And so, Dirva joined the Temple of the Seven Moons, becoming a paladin dedicated to upholding the laws of the gods. She was a fierce warrior, but she was also a compassionate healer, always ready to lend a helping hand to those in need. Dirva's service to the temple was exemplary, and she quickly rose through the ranks. She was eventually given the title of Temple Defender, a position of great honor and responsibility. In this role, Dirva was tasked with protecting the temple and its followers from harm. 

One day, while on a mission to investigate a series of disappearances, Dirva met a young archaeologist named Ambrose Tarquin. Ambrose was a kind and gentle man, despite being from the island nation of Tiss, and Dirva was immediately drawn to him. The two fell in love and were soon married. Dirva and Ambrose had a son named Vamir Thunderstone. Going by dwarvish tradition their soon took the last name of the mother's clan. Vamir was raised in the same traditions as his mother. He was a bright and inquisitive child, and he showed a great interest in the dwarven pantheon. Dirva was proud of her son and encouraged him to pursue his studies. Dirva continued to serve the temple for many years, her reputation as a fierce warrior and a compassionate healer growing ever stronger.

She was a beloved figure in the dwarven community as well as the towns and villages of the plans area, and she was known throughout the land for her courage and her wisdom. During the Battle of Sylvanus Dirva led her adventuring party in the attack on the Dark Stryder. During the return of the Wild Hunt Dirva fought along side of Ambrose, Bunny of the Woods, and the temple priestesses to defend the temple against the Wild Hunt.

After the events of the Night of Embers Ambrose Tarquin returned to the isle of Tiss.f

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Journal entry Spring

Lyss Day, Month of Sparklin, 8213 DC

The Temple of the Seven Moons has given me a mission to escort Ambrose Tarquin to the city of Sylvanus. My job is to make sure he remains unmaimed. The High Priestess Utia has asked us to be her eyes and report any suspicious activity. I have heard rumors in the temple about strange activity throughout the world “Something is coming.” The High Priestess Utia spoke about a vision, the vision gave guidance that if the time comes, it is my duty to help bring justice to the villagers of Sylvanus. I was told, till that happens to remain lowkey. I find this to be difficult since I am traveling with the elf child Claire. Claire’s bruised elven ego has put us in a few unwanted situations causing more attention to be driven our way.

We joined a few other travelers to help us blend in, a Cat Folk Hedgewitch and an Elven soldier. Claire heard rumors of a fallen elf kingdom nearby and wanted to visit to see if anything could help with her amnesia. To our surprise an elven staff was found. On our way back to town a group of bandits attacked our party and took the staff. We later found that they were hired by a Tiss noble named Lady Caliopy Von Houz. Now that I have a name, she has been written in my book of grudges. The time came when the villagers rose up to fight for their justice and I fought for the people.

The appointed Reman governor Count Orlock is dead and the people of Sylvanus are free. During the post battle hours the Tiss noble Lady Caliopy Von Houz rose and took the place as mayor in town. We must leave to report what has transpired.