Bad Tempre, the Rainmaker

"Bad Tempre" with birth certification: 13-3-2006.

Tempre hails from the city of Parrius.

Tempre is a member of the Artisans Guild with Deputy Guildmaster, Head-Tutor and Elder rank and status.

The Council of Lore accepted his request for Opalescence specisalisation on the 5th day of Ilmarael 1250.

The Council of Lore accepted his request for Skymastery specisalisation on the 9th day of Cloudburst 1256.

He was welcomed into the Order of Ashvani on the 18th day of Paglost 1342.

On the 12th day of Skyelong, in the year 1342, He completed the lunar mysterious ritual of rebirth by way of a sacrificial fire.

On the 8th day of Leaflost 1343, he was married to Cutthroat Clara, Scion of the Moon, with the ceremony presided by Ashvani, goddess of the moon.

On the 9th day of Midsummer 1450 aDW Tempre, the Pirate, was honoured with lifetime membership of the Council of Lore; the first time such a privilege has been bestowed for over two hundred Avalon years.

He was bestowed a title - "The Hand of Elodin" - in the Order of Ashvani on the 7th day of Skyelong 1484.

Before you stands an unassuming man of average height and build, roughly six foot tall and no more menacing than a junior blacksmith. His disheveled, sandy coloured hair and boyish features belie his age. The cumbersome robes of his profession are pinned and buttoned up in various places pragmatically allowing unfettered movement. The sleeves rolled and pinned at his shoulders, exposing his average sized biceps which are adorned with tattoos of the Crossed Cutlasses of his birthplace.

Surrounding them is a vast array of runic markings etched into his flesh in black ink which sprawl up to his wrists, thinning and spreading out as they do. They disappear under a pair of adamant bracers, stamped with the symbol of a hammer on one and anvil on the other. His palms rest comfortably on the pommel of his sheathed swords, his lorestaff leaned in the crook of an elbow, he gives off an air of relaxation and joviality. That is, until your eyes flit to the gear strapped about his person.

A veritable armoury of weapons are secured to his pack. A spear, javelin, and lance on the one side, a selection of bludgeoning instruments - maces and warhammers - dangle from the other. All are made from rare adamant, and all forged with exquisite workmanship. Those tools of destruction are not the only clue to his quiet danger, however. One look in the pools of his eyes gives you a glimpse of the menace and the passion waiting to be unleashed should he desire.

Before flashing you a disarming smile, he coolly eyes you up and down, a deliberate measure that makes the hair on the nape of your neck stand on end.

Tempre is known to be active in Avalon at this time.

If you wish to know more about Tempre, type HISTORY TEMPRE to read his detailed character history. Check out LIFESTORY TEMPRE to read what TEMPRE has written of himself in his own words.