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	Thunder cracked once again and as quickly as he’d appeared Naahl was gone, seemingly vanishing into thin air. Xander had taken only a single step towards his patron yet found Soul Render firmly in his grasp. It was as though he had never dropped it to begin with. Had he? Maybe this was all a hallucination. Although the pounding in his chest remained, the searing pain in his head had vanished alongside the devil. Xander stumbled back to the solitary desk and collapsed into the chair. He stared blankly at the papers before him as he replayed the exchange with Naahl in his head. The thought was quickly interrupted by the realization that the once indecipherable writing in one of the journals was now as easy for him to understand as common speech! “Shit.” he mumbled under his breath just before his head hit the table, unconscious.		Thunder cracked once again and as quickly as he’d appeared Naahl was gone, seemingly vanishing into thin air. Xander had taken only a single step towards his patron yet found Soul Render firmly in his grasp. It was as though he had never dropped it to begin with. Had he? Maybe this was all a hallucination. Although the pounding in his chest remained, the searing pain in his head had vanished alongside the devil. Xander stumbled back to the solitary desk and collapsed into the chair. He stared blankly at the papers before him as he replayed the exchange with Naahl in his head. The thought was quickly interrupted by the realization that the once indecipherable writing in one of the journals was now as easy for him to understand as common speech! “Shit.” he mumbled under his breath just before his head hit the table, unconscious.

	Over the next few months Alexander steadily worked his way through the entirety of Adolin’s collection and personal journals. It was as though he was meeting his grandfather for the first time. He hadn’t known his grandfather to have been an avid note taker, yet the chamber contained a plethora of detailed first hand accounts of Adolin’s exploits, adventures and the many lives cut short by Soulrender. Each story revealed a side of Adolin the Xander had never known, but that started to feel like a blessing more than a curse quite quickly. Xander could not believe that the cheerful and carefree old man that raised him had secretly been the cold blooded executioner of a pit fiend. Yet, it was all here, in his grandfathers handwriting, in meticulous detail.		Over the next few months Alexander steadily worked his way through the entirety of Adolin’s collection and personal journals. It was as though he was meeting his grandfather for the first time. He hadn’t known his grandfather to have been an avid note taker, yet the chamber contained a plethora of detailed first hand accounts of Adolin’s exploits, adventures and the many lives cut short by Soulrender. Each story revealed a side of Adolin the Xander had never known, but that started to feel like a blessing more than a curse quite quickly. Xander could not believe that the cheerful and carefree old man that raised him had secretly been the cold blooded executioner of a [[Pit Fiend\|pit fiend]]. Yet, it was all here, in his grandfathers handwriting, in meticulous detail.

	Most of the material, apart from the journals, was dedicated to detailing the intricate workings of the ten hells. It contained identification and description of many of the Archdevils and the rank structure of their soldiers. There was plenty of theorizing and speculation over the major political and historical events that had transpired there, much of which he found was contradictory as he moved from one book to the next. All of it seemed to come back to one congruent theme; [[The Blood War]]. An eternal battle between the [[Devils]] of the ten hells and the endless demonic hoards of the abyss.		Most of the material, apart from the journals, was dedicated to detailing the intricate workings of the [[Ten Hells\|ten hells]]. It contained identification and description of many of the Archdevils and the rank structure of their soldiers. There was plenty of theorizing and speculation over the major political and historical events that had transpired there, much of which he found was contradictory as he moved from one book to the next. All of it seemed to come back to one congruent theme; [[The Blood War]]. An eternal battle between the [[Devils]] of the ten hells and the endless demonic hoards of [[The Abyss\|the abyss]].

	It was hard at times to make sense of it all, but one thing had become very clear; this was a lifetime of work. Adolin had been scouring the plane for decades searching for and collecting every scrap of detail he could find. He would not have been surprised to learn that this small hidden chamber was actually the greatest collection of information about the Hells and the Blood War that had ever existed. Adolin had also left descriptions of the unique traits and abilities granted to both he and the blade itself. Xander slowly but surly began to fully understand the pact he was pushed into. Soulrender existed for one reason and one reason only; to reap souls and send them straight to hell.		It was hard at times to make sense of it all, but one thing had become very clear; this was a lifetime of work. Adolin had been scouring the plane for decades searching for and collecting every scrap of detail he could find. He would not have been surprised to learn that this small hidden chamber was actually the greatest collection of information about the Hells and the Blood War that had ever existed. Adolin had also left descriptions of the unique traits and abilities granted to both he and the blade itself. Xander slowly but surly began to fully understand the pact he was pushed into. Soulrender existed for one reason and one reason only; to reap souls and send them straight to hell.
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	Those who’s souls are unclaimed by another [[deity]] and judged to be evil naturally find their way to Avernus, but it would appear that the chances of that happening are considerably higher when a powerful fiend is involved. Adolin spoke to the growing powers granted by the weapon as his service to the pact increased and the bodies piled up. He even theorized that a powerful enough [[warlock]] might someday be able to send souls by choice, possibly even those who are claimed by a god. However, that kind of power does not come without a price. In his later journals, Adolin often speculated about his own fate. Although Naahl claimed that his soul would not be taken in payment, how many years could one live in service to the pact before they’re hell bound anyway? This was of little concern to Xander. He was going to rip the soul out of anyone involved in his grandfathers death, no matter the cost.		Those who’s souls are unclaimed by another [[deity]] and judged to be evil naturally find their way to Avernus, but it would appear that the chances of that happening are considerably higher when a powerful fiend is involved. Adolin spoke to the growing powers granted by the weapon as his service to the pact increased and the bodies piled up. He even theorized that a powerful enough [[warlock]] might someday be able to send souls by choice, possibly even those who are claimed by a god. However, that kind of power does not come without a price. In his later journals, Adolin often speculated about his own fate. Although Naahl claimed that his soul would not be taken in payment, how many years could one live in service to the pact before they’re hell bound anyway? This was of little concern to Xander. He was going to rip the soul out of anyone involved in his grandfathers death, no matter the cost.

	Now able to read the entirety of Adolin’s collection, Xander once again began the arduous process of scouring the library for any leads as to who was responsible for his grandfathers killing. Having spent some time sorting the journals chronologically he was able to focus his search to the later years of Adolin’s life, which came with a degree of success. Adolin had been investigating the rising number of caravans being attacked just before his death. He had noticed a trend. Although it would seem like the attacks were done at random, there were many discrepancies between the attacks. Independent caravans and those owned by certain families or enterprises were being attacked more frequently than those owned by a select few. This could have been chalked up to random luck, but it was the severity of the attacks that spoke to Adolin’s curiosity. Not only were some organizations being attacked less, but were suffering minimal casualties in the attacks, whereas the families and independent caravans that had been suffering the majority of attacks were far more likely to be wiped out completely with no survivors, including Sunfire caravans.		Now able to read the entirety of Adolin’s collection, Xander once again began the arduous process of scouring [[The Library\|the library]] for any leads as to who was responsible for his grandfathers killing. Having spent some time sorting the journals chronologically he was able to focus his search to the later years of Adolin’s life, which came with a degree of success. Adolin had been investigating the rising number of caravans being attacked just before his death. He had noticed a trend. Although it would seem like the attacks were done at random, there were many discrepancies between the attacks. Independent caravans and those owned by certain families or enterprises were being attacked more frequently than those owned by a select few. This could have been chalked up to random luck, but it was the severity of the attacks that spoke to Adolin’s curiosity. Not only were some organizations being attacked less, but were suffering minimal casualties in the attacks, whereas the families and independent caravans that had been suffering the majority of attacks were far more likely to be wiped out completely with no survivors, including Sunfire caravans.

	In his last journal, Adolin theorized that these groups of marauders weren’t random groups of thugs at all, but skilled mercenary bands with wealthy backers being used as tools to disrupt the supply chains and businesses of their competitors. In one of his final entries Adolin wrote “These are the lives of good, honest, boys being cut short by the hands of greed and envy. Boys who are simply trying to make an honest living to support their kin in an uncertain age. If my suspicion is well founded and proves correct, this must come to an end and those responsible brought to justice. I can think of few more worthy of becoming play things for Naahl than these scoundrels.” Xander full heartedly agreed with that sentiment. He wished there had been more details in the journal to help get started on this pursuit, but at least he now had a starting point. He believed in his grandfathers suspicion and thought it quite likely that something had gone wrong allowing those responsible to catch on to Adolin’s investigation and dispose of him before he could put a stop to their schemes.		In his last journal, Adolin theorized that these groups of marauders weren’t random groups of thugs at all, but skilled mercenary bands with wealthy backers being used as tools to disrupt the supply chains and businesses of their competitors. In one of his final entries Adolin wrote “These are the lives of good, honest, boys being cut short by the hands of greed and envy. Boys who are simply trying to make an honest living to support their kin in an uncertain age. If my suspicion is well founded and proves correct, this must come to an end and those responsible brought to justice. I can think of few more worthy of becoming play things for Naahl than these scoundrels.” Xander full heartedly agreed with that sentiment. He wished there had been more details in the journal to help get started on this pursuit, but at least he now had a starting point. He believed in his grandfathers suspicion and thought it quite likely that something had gone wrong allowing those responsible to catch on to Adolin’s investigation and dispose of him before he could put a stop to their schemes.

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	== Adolin's Redemption ==		== Adolin's Redemption ==
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	Xander spent the remainder of that night in his grandfathers rocking chair, flipping through the last journal Adolin had written and smoking the pipe that had lead him to this point. He’d finally started to grow accustomed to the taste. As the earliest hint of sunlight began to pierce the darkened horizon, Xander tucked the pipe and a small pouch of leaf into his coat pocket, slung his pack over his shoulder and walked to the gate. Taking a moment to look back on his childhood home and think of everything that had lead him to this point, he raised the hood of his cloak and began to walk.		Xander spent the remainder of that night in his grandfathers rocking chair, flipping through the last journal Adolin had written and smoking the pipe that had lead him to this point. He’d finally started to grow accustomed to the taste. As the earliest hint of sunlight began to pierce the darkened horizon, Xander tucked the pipe and a small pouch of leaf into his coat pocket, slung his pack over his shoulder and walked to the gate. Taking a moment to look back on his childhood home and think of everything that had lead him to this point, he raised the hood of his cloak and began to walk.

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	{{Worldbuilders}}{{Infobox_character\|affilliation=Sunfire Trade Co.\|name=Alexander Sunfire\|image=Xander.jpeg\|caption=“May the ends justify the means.”\|relatives=Pontiac Sunfire (Father) Vanessa Tule (Mother) Adolin Sunfire (Grandfather, deceased) Marcus Sunfire (Brother) Klohe Sunfire (Sister)\|languages=Common, Infernal\|alias=Xander, Alex\|marital=Single\|birthPlace=Al’Adeaf\|species=Human\|gender=Male\|height=6’3”\|weight=185 lbs\|eyes=Green}}		<blockquote>''"Hey, I rescued a village of bullywugs recently and they gave me some mushrooms that make you feel really weird and see stuff. Last time I ate them I saw a magic door open on an even bigger mushroom and so me and an elephant went in and got possessed by frog spirits or something. I’m pretty sure at least 50 percent of that actually happened. Wanna eat some and go shopping?" - Xander making Friends with [[Dug]]''</blockquote>{{Worldbuilders}}{{Infobox_character\|affilliation=Sunfire Trade Co.\|name=Alexander Sunfire\|image=Xander.jpeg\|caption=“May the ends justify the means.”\|relatives=Pontiac Sunfire (Father) Vanessa Tule (Mother) Adolin Sunfire (Grandfather, deceased) Marcus Sunfire (Brother) Klohe Sunfire (Sister)\|languages=Common, Infernal\|alias=Xander, Alex\|marital=Single\|birthPlace=Al’Adeaf\|species=Human\|gender=Male\|height=6’3”\|weight=185 lbs\|eyes=Green}}

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	It was a strange mix of dread and excitement that washed over Alexander. The excitement of finally having a solid thread to follow. The dread of where that thread may lead. He knew nothing about who or what his adversaries may be except for one thing; they were deadly. That didn’t matter. Xander had been training his entire life for this and with the newly found powers of his oath and pact, now was the time to act. He would take a few more months to train his mastery over his pact weapon and make final preparations, but he knew the start of his journey was imminent. With the rise in bandit and criminal activity due to the recent [[dragon]] attacks, Xander was sure there couldn’t be a more opportune time to serve the pact with Naahl. The more of these dirt bags he could track down and question, the better his chances of finding those connected to the scheme his grandfather had begun to uncover.		It was a strange mix of dread and excitement that washed over Alexander. The excitement of finally having a solid thread to follow. The dread of where that thread may lead. He knew nothing about who or what his adversaries may be except for one thing; they were deadly. That didn’t matter. Xander had been training his entire life for this and with the newly found powers of his oath and pact, now was the time to act. He would take a few more months to train his mastery over his pact weapon and make final preparations, but he knew the start of his journey was imminent. With the rise in bandit and criminal activity due to the recent [[dragon]] attacks, Xander was sure there couldn’t be a more opportune time to serve the pact with Naahl. The more of these dirt bags he could track down and question, the better his chances of finding those connected to the scheme his grandfather had begun to uncover.
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	In response to the rise in dragon activity and lawlessness sweeping the realm, there has been a major influx of new sell-swords and adventuring parties answering the call to action. Xander would join forces with them to blend in with the crowd. He would help them with their missions while searching for his targets and hopefully make a few dependable comrades along the way. If his enemies were able to uncover and kill Adolin, this was the best way to operate without bringing too much attention to himself. A random adventurer asking questions is a lot harder to hunt down than a well known noble in his own city.		In response to the rise in dragon activity and lawlessness sweeping the realm, there has been a major influx of new sell-swords and adventuring parties answering the call to action. Xander would join forces with them to blend in with the crowd. He would help them with their missions while searching for his targets and hopefully make a few dependable comrades along the way. If his enemies were able to uncover and kill Adolin, this was the best way to operate without bringing too much attention to himself. A random adventurer asking questions is a lot harder to hunt down than a well known noble in his own city.

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	Over the next few months Alexander steadily worked his way through the entirety of Adolin’s collection and personal journals. It was as though he was meeting his grandfather for the first time. He hadn’t known his grandfather to have been an avid note taker, yet the chamber contained a plethora of detailed first hand accounts of Adolin’s exploits, adventures and the many lives cut short by Soulrender. Each story revealed a side of Adolin the Xander had never known, but that started to feel like a blessing more than a curse quite quickly. Xander could not believe that the cheerful and carefree old man that raised him had secretly been the cold blooded executioner of a pit fiend. Yet, it was all here, in his grandfathers handwriting, in meticulous detail.		Over the next few months Alexander steadily worked his way through the entirety of Adolin’s collection and personal journals. It was as though he was meeting his grandfather for the first time. He hadn’t known his grandfather to have been an avid note taker, yet the chamber contained a plethora of detailed first hand accounts of Adolin’s exploits, adventures and the many lives cut short by Soulrender. Each story revealed a side of Adolin the Xander had never known, but that started to feel like a blessing more than a curse quite quickly. Xander could not believe that the cheerful and carefree old man that raised him had secretly been the cold blooded executioner of a pit fiend. Yet, it was all here, in his grandfathers handwriting, in meticulous detail.

	Most of the material, apart from the journals, was dedicated to detailing the intricate workings of the ~~nine~~ hells. It contained identification and description of many of the Archdevils and the rank structure of their soldiers. There was plenty of theorizing and speculation over the major political and historical events that had transpired there, much of which he found was contradictory as he moved from one book to the next. All of it seemed to come back to one congruent theme; The Blood War. An eternal battle between the Devils of the ~~nine~~ hells and the endless demonic hoards of the abyss.		Most of the material, apart from the journals, was dedicated to detailing the intricate workings of the ten hells. It contained identification and description of many of the Archdevils and the rank structure of their soldiers. There was plenty of theorizing and speculation over the major political and historical events that had transpired there, much of which he found was contradictory as he moved from one book to the next. All of it seemed to come back to one congruent theme; The Blood War. An eternal battle between the Devils of the ten hells and the endless demonic hoards of the abyss.

	It was hard at times to make sense of it all, but one thing had become very clear; this was a lifetime of work. Adolin had been scouring the plane for decades searching for and collecting every scrap of detail he could find. He would not have been surprised to learn that this small hidden chamber was actually the greatest collection of information about the Hells and the Blood War that had ever existed. Adolin had also left descriptions of the unique traits and abilities granted to both he and the blade itself. Xander slowly but surly began to fully understand the pact he was pushed into. Soulrender existed for one reason and one reason only; to reap souls and send them straight to hell.		It was hard at times to make sense of it all, but one thing had become very clear; this was a lifetime of work. Adolin had been scouring the plane for decades searching for and collecting every scrap of detail he could find. He would not have been surprised to learn that this small hidden chamber was actually the greatest collection of information about the Hells and the Blood War that had ever existed. Adolin had also left descriptions of the unique traits and abilities granted to both he and the blade itself. Xander slowly but surly began to fully understand the pact he was pushed into. Soulrender existed for one reason and one reason only; to reap souls and send them straight to hell.