Monduphel the Weaponsmaster

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Chapter 1

His first choice, was to Greet the Avalance. At the time he had no clue what
he would study next within the Order...but he knew that his place in the war
was as a Soldier. And what is a more common picture of a Giant warrior than
a massive mound of flesh charging into battle against his foes, using his
weight and size to crush them underneath. Thus he chose is first studies in
the Order.

By the time he obtained enough learning to attempt further studies in the
Order, he was beginning to understand that a mindless soldier was not exactly
what the Light needed in this war. Thus he began to think hard on how he
might grow inside his head, to attempt (however daunting the task seemed to
him) to become more intelligent, as it were. And what other than Magic is
connected with high intelligence throughout Thera. Once he understood that,
his final choice of studies in the Order was clear...and he began to study to
use magic as much as any warrior can.

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Chapter 2

As Mond has grown in strength and the knowledge of the Visceral world...both
the good and the ill, his outlook on where he stood and what his purpose has
evolved as well.

While he began his journey believing that it was his duty to find some Lord
or Cause to pledge himself to in service...his idea of what form that Service
must take has changed subtly.

At first, he approached the Fortress not knowing where he might fit in, and
it was only after long talks with Amiwiel and Thalit and Beltantis and others
that he began to see that "serving" the cause of the Light also can include
being a soldier in the War against the Darkness, and he saw that his own
small gifts and native temperment led him towards that path.

When he was younger, and just set out on the path of the Squire, the heat of
his blood was often hard to contain, and he found it hard to listen to
councils of caution and safety...and had a hard time dealing with such orders
like that time that Lariya ordered him to not come with her to the Palace to
retrieve the Orb...just because there at the Palace were six that he
could...by the grace of the light...bring to the Justice of the Light.

While the heat of his blood has not cooled with his bit of aging into
maturity, he has gained quite abit of "world wisdom" and has gained a
measure of control over his hot blood.

The largest change to his outlook and the way in which he serves the Light,
is his growin understanding that, while he is still not the most intelligent
even amoung the slow-minded of his race, and as such is often lost in the
High thoughts and discussions....he often finds himself in a position where
his insights into the lowly needs of the day to day struggle are more acute
than those who he is serving and travelling with at the time. Often he has
found himself in the position where he had to step forward and make strong
suggestions to those who are undoubtedly much more intelligent than himself,
in order to make sure that their lives were preserved, often needing to lunge
himself between them and danger in order to give them time enough to escape
or rally for another assault.

Also, recently, he is becoming more and more impatient with his seeming
inability to come "in time" when his friends call. It seems he is always
dashing here and there, almost always arriving too late to bring his skills
to the aid of his friends. And soon after he obtained his final
advancement, this problem is what weighs most on his mind...how he can become
better and a more useful servant to the Cause.

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Chapter 3

Mond had quite a long road to the mature state that he was in when he reached
the final lessons within the warrior's guild. Through hoards of
"foul-smellers" and "stinkers" he knows that he most likely only won through
with the help of the friends that he was lucky enough to find.

He counts himself in awe of the providence that brought him early into the
friendship of such intelligent and wise people...like Amiwiel and Alynthorin
and a few others. And he counts himself doubly blessed since his acceptance
into the Fortress and the chance to meet so many wise worthies in the
Fortress.

He may not make much of it aloud, for he would not wish to embarrass, but he
believes that just about any and all of the successes that he has had in his
life only came about through the help of his friends, formost being Amiwiel
but also including Beltantis and Lariya and Floriyase and Analaen and many
others in the Fortress.

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Chapter 4

He always knew he was a little dull in the head. And to tell the truth, he
likes it that way most of the time. Leaving all the hard decisions and deep
thinking to people more suited for it.

He might have a bit more native intelligence than he projects and gives
himself credit for, because growing up both of his parents drove into him how
slow he was and how he would have to work extra hard to overcome that.

It did take a very long time for his parents and teachers to drive into his
skull an understanding of good and evil, and why good is good and evil is
evil. Knowing that he had a natural ability to judge people, and also
knowing that he had a tendency to get confused when forced to do much
thinking, his parents and teachers spent many years impressing upon him the
need for him to find a Worthy Lord that can tell him what to do....and the
overriding importance of Loyalty to those who he befriends.

I would have taken sphere loyalty if it was a sphere. And thinking on the
other choices, Dedication was a close one...love was also a close one...but I
finally settled on "Purity", but maybe a bit different than others have used
"purity" in the past.

So, he enters the warrior's guild in galadon and begins his adventures,
literally trying to sniff out new friends, and hoping to find someone wise
enough and good enough to be able to see how best to help the light, and to
tell him what to do.

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Chapter 5

There are two things that really drive who Mond is. Loyalty, and his limited
intellect. Mond's personality comes from an amalgamation and distillation
(then maybe taken to an extreme) of a number of my favorite
less-than-intelligent sidekick characters from literature. Among them being
chiefly Samwise gamgee, and I am sad to say it...Hagrid the giant
groundskeeper from harry potter.

He's basically a cheery sort, except when he thinks his friends aren't being
treated well. And he rarely thinks of his own physical well being until all
of his friends are safe.

He's always known that he is not the sharpest spoon in the drawer, but he
also knows that he has a fairly accurate native affinity for character
judgement. He's not quite intelligent enough to know exactly how he does
it, but he rationalizes it to himself by convincing himself he has a really
great sense of smell, and that he can tell by the smell of someone if they
are trustworthy or not.

That isn't really how it works, and sometimes his nose and his native
character judgement will conflict....like meeting an anti-paladin who smells
great...or meeting a dirty-smelly dwarf paladin. In these situations, he
tends to get very confused. And he hates being confused. Confusion, and
being forced to ponder things that are beyond his ability to ponder, are
among the few of the things that can put him in an altogether ornery mood.

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