Bokdog the Melancholy

Father spent most of his time in the Plane of Shadow, since he slept most of the time he liked the darkness, said it didn't hurt his eyes. Many centuries ago after father settled here a band of shadar kai raided the quiet village of peaceful shadow men who dwelt near his jade tower, feeling particularly kind that day he destroyed the raiders.

After that the villagers sent their most beautiful woman every 10 years to live in the tower with father. My mother was one of those maidens, she was always kind but distant and I would often hear her crying in her room. I spent my time wandering the gray garden, reading from fathers vast library of books and trying to cheer mother up, singing, dancing and telling her stories I had read.

When I was nine years old she returned to the village and I was forbidden to visit her. To celebrate my two older half-sisters beat me unconscious with broom sticks and locked me in the wine cellar for a week.

The next maiden was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and she had a child every year. Her beauty and fertility was only outdone by her cruelty and scheming, she wanted to ensure her own children were the favored ones. When I was 16 my wicked step-mother poisoned me and my two older half-sisters, only I survived. That is when father sent me to the bright world, he said he was sorry I was so weak, that he had been too protective and that I must find my own destiny.

Father sold me to a slaver from Rothga but the second night out from the Isle of Dreams a band of sahuagin sank the ship during a thunderstorm. Kept in a bubble at the bottom of the Kessan Sea in total darkness, each day the sahuagin would drag one of the prisoners off, laughing at their screams of terror.

I would sing my fellow captives to sleep to calm them down and as days passed we grew fewer and fewer. Finally I was alone and would sing to myself in the blackness, without the daily sacrifice I immediately lost track of time. After an eternity more prisoners were thrown into the bubble of blackness. Once a day they met the same fate as the others and all too quickly I was alone again. This happened seven more times before I quit singing, curled in a ball giggling in madness, that's when I met her.

At first she would just sing to me each day in her strange bubbling tongue, finally I went to her. We sang together for what seemed hours before she smothered me with fierce kisses, her fangs tearing my lips, the feel of her cold scaled skin in her crushing four-armed embrace comforting me.

During the next few months I learned her language and we professed our eternal love.

But even the king's daughter can only go so far against tradition and my sweet, sweet, four-armed, fanged, fish princess was ordered to eat me.

Knowing she would be filleted alive if she disobeyed I told her to do as her father wished. When the day came she pulled me into the icy depths of the sea on her favorite leash and I felt the water rushing by as I faded into unconsciousness.

I awoke washed up on the shore of (wherever the fuck the party will be when my first dude dies) pining for my lost love with only my leash and her trident.

Bokdog the Melancholy

dark human from the Isle of Dreams

Chaotic Good

Level 1 Bard

Str 20

Dex 10

Con 8

Int 12

Wis 8

Cha 16

Light gray skin, jet black hair, black eyes, 5' 1", 125 pounds

dark creature template (Tome of Magic pg 161)

Feats

Darkstalker (Lords of Madness pg 179)

Brutal Throw (Complete Adventurer)

Quick Draw

Point Blank Shot

Flaws

Meager Fortitude and a random one

Trait

Honest (+1 bonus on Diplomacy checks, -1 penalty on Bluff and Sense Motive checks)

Languages: Common, Sahuagin