Alastair Grimm, Part time Wizard
Alex P.
Flagstaff, Arizona, United States
Power isn't everything,
but much like knowledge and health,
it's always good to have a fair amount on hand.
Jack of all trades,
Master of none,
Servant to none.

Once a leader of many, a Sacred Tomb Guard and free lance healer, Assault Team Leader, and Knight Commander, now retired wondering what my next life holds.

As we go on in life, we go through many doors to keep moving forward, but what do we do when life doesn't provide you with one or the door gets slammed in your face? MAKE A NEW ONE!

I am a Galeb Guhr, a sentient Earth Elemental formed when the Earth Elemental Plane and Psychic Plane intersected with the Mortal Plane at an ancient subterranean cavern system, a site that was the burial ground of a Race of Giants so old only a few gods remember even a mention of them. A site where their petrified bones lay dormant, holding up, even forming parts of, the cavern system but now houses an ancient but thriving grove of druids and martial artists. This conflux of Elemental Earth, Psychic, Druidic, and Giant energies and remains gave shape to the life energies within me, an anchor point for my sense of self, and eventually my body (after much tumbling and rolling). Mental Note: Most things don't like a large high speed rock to the head, or an body part that is meant to only bend a certain way for that matter.
Power isn't everything,
but much like knowledge and health,
it's always good to have a fair amount on hand.
Jack of all trades,
Master of none,
Servant to none.

Once a leader of many, a Sacred Tomb Guard and free lance healer, Assault Team Leader, and Knight Commander, now retired wondering what my next life holds.

As we go on in life, we go through many doors to keep moving forward, but what do we do when life doesn't provide you with one or the door gets slammed in your face? MAKE A NEW ONE!

I am a Galeb Guhr, a sentient Earth Elemental formed when the Earth Elemental Plane and Psychic Plane intersected with the Mortal Plane at an ancient subterranean cavern system, a site that was the burial ground of a Race of Giants so old only a few gods remember even a mention of them. A site where their petrified bones lay dormant, holding up, even forming parts of, the cavern system but now houses an ancient but thriving grove of druids and martial artists. This conflux of Elemental Earth, Psychic, Druidic, and Giant energies and remains gave shape to the life energies within me, an anchor point for my sense of self, and eventually my body (after much tumbling and rolling). Mental Note: Most things don't like a large high speed rock to the head, or an body part that is meant to only bend a certain way for that matter.
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FERAL SPRINKLES 26 Mar, 2013 @ 10:26pm 
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