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A proud golliath cleric, exiled by his tribe. Though he is strong of nature he uses his talents mainly for healing.
Makal is kind and gentle towards almost anyperson, exept if threatened. He is ashamed of his exile from the rest of the tribe, but at the same time, he finds solitude in the belief of his new god.
Makal is in many ways a team player. He is most comfortable when amongst others, and he will go to almost any extent for a group he is part of. Makal likes keeping up his team moral. He is self sacraficing, and in a battle he will be the last one leaving the field.
Half-plate, mace and shield. A pouch containing the most basic components for his spell casting, clay, bark etc. Another pouch containing rarely used components, such as rare stones and royal metals. The last of his pouches contains his coins. The waterskin contains normal water for drinking, while his flask contains blessed water.
Makal can, as a cleric cast divine spells. There are many, too many to list here, but for those interested, they can be found in the Players Handbook of Dungeons and dragons 3rd edition.
Makal was once a proud member of a golliath society high up in the mountains. One day, when out hunting, he encountered a band of priest, from a temple of Pelor. The priests where hurt from a rockslide earlier that day, one of them was still trapped under a large rock and his leg was broken. Makal offered his help, and together with the priests, he managed to lift the stone off of the trapped priest. The priests quickly tended to their injured commorad, and with their last remaining healing power, they regeneratet his broken leg. Makal was impressed by this mirakle, and he asked what god they did serve. The answer was Pelor, and the priest told the goliath, that he could always seek him out in prayer. The priest then ventured on, but as a token of gratitude they gave Makal a holy symbol of Pelor.
Makal lay restless the following nights, his thoughts centered around this god of healing. Atlast he found his symbol and prayed. That night he found his true belief, he swore alligiance to Pelor, and that he would serve him as a cleric of his church. The following day he reported to his tribe elders. He told them about Pelor and that he could no longer serve the gods of the Pantheon. The elders respected his descision, but said, that he could no longer remain with the tribe, he became an exile. He gathered his most important possesions, among them a waterskin. By his family he was given a costly shirt and pair of pants made of red linen with golden edges, as a goodbye gift.
He ventured of the mountain alone, moving in the same diretion as the priests. He quickly reached them though, as he was born in the mountains, and naturally acclimated. They offered him to join them, and he did. Many days of travels later, they reached the temple, here he stayed for 5 years, learning the ways of a cleric. He recieved a mace, shield and half-plate bearing the insignia of Pelor, then he travelled out in the world, to spread the word of Pelor.