Vorden Copper, a paladin of unwavering conviction, hails from the illustrious city of Physt—a beacon of wealth and opulence where the elite reign supreme and the impoverished are relegated to the shadows. The Copper family stands at the pinnacle of this social hierarchy, their fortune amassed through generations of astute business dealings and political machinations. Vorden’s mother, Lady Stella Greyblade, is a staunch believer in the rigid class divides that keep the social order intact. Though the city is not a true Kingdom Lady Stella is referred to as the Queen and is seen as a ruler. She espouses the philosophy that aiding the poor only fosters dependency and indolence, a notion she instilled in her household with iron clad resolve.

Despite being steeped in luxury and privilege, Vorden’s heart resonated with a different tune. From an early age, he possessed an innate empathy that set him apart from his aristocratic peers. The grandiose halls of the Copper estate, lined with gilded portraits and priceless artifacts. The plight of the less fortunate glimpsed through carriage windows and whispered in hushed servant conversations tugged at his soul, igniting a fire of righteous indignation within him.

As a child, Vorden would sneak out of the estate to roam the streets of Physt, his path often leading to the city’s poorer districts. Here, he witnessed firsthand the struggles and resilience of the oppressed. Far from seeing them as lazy or unworthy, he saw the strength and dignity that flourished amidst adversity. These encounters forged the bedrock of his beliefs, shaping him into a young man determined to bridge the chasm of inequality that his family perpetuated.

Lady Stella’s attempts to curb her son’s compassionate nature only strengthened his resolve. Vorden was knighted by his father and served in the royal guard. Vorden became a paladin while serving with the royal guard. Vorden embraced this path with fervor, his every action guided by a deep-seated desire to protect and uplift those who could not defend themselves.

Clad in gleaming armor and wielding a blade tempered by both steel and spirit, Vorden became a symbol of hope for the downtrodden. His actions drew admiration and ire in equal measure—his mother’s disapproval a constant thorn in his side, yet her scorn only fueled his determination.

Vorden

Oath of Devotion Paladin