Abdel Adrian
The Bhaalspawn Torn Between Godhood and Humanity
Son of Bhaal, Slayer of Fate, and Occasionally a Decent Cup of Tea Away from Sanity
I didn’t ask for the god’s curse in my veins, but here I am—blood on my hands, prophecy at my back, and a stubborn need to be more than what I was born to be. I’ve fought siblings, cults, and the voice in my head that says 'surrender to the slaughter.' My friends call me a hero. I call them lucky I haven’t gone feral. Still, I keep walking. Maybe somewhere out there, there’s a life that doesn’t come with screams in the dark.
What I'm Into: sibling rivalries gone apocalyptic, quiet inns with bad ale, Imoen’s laugh before the next ambush, the scent of bread in the morning, fighting destiny one swing at a time
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