Character Biography - Tyr

Tyr Grimjaws, Tyr the Evenhanded, Wounded Tyr, the Maimed God, and blind, Blind Tyr. All these names represent the nature of the realms god of justice. He is a latecomer among the deitied, appearing not less than a millennium ago. Yet depite his late start, he has become a powerful and respected diety within the Realms.

Tyr appears as a noble warrior missing his right hand, lost in proving his resilience and strength of spirit. In the recent years, he has been shown  blinded as well, a fatality of the Time of Troubles and the avatars.

He is the only one of the greater powers to be lawful good alignment, and is said to make his home in the lower slopes of the great mountain that is the Seven Heavens.

Tyr's symbol is the scale resting upon a warhammer, and shows his nature: Justice through the strenghth to enforce that justice. Tyr is served by the demigod Torm.

Redemption

'There is no life in the void, only death...' He roamed the emptiness for many years. Rest was denied to him, the very oblivion would be preferrable to this. Yet he endured it, knowing he provoked it. He had died in battle, yes, under the flag of his Lord's ethos. Yet his faith had been shaken during the last days of his mortal life and now there was no place for him among the angels of his Lord. For some reason his spirit had been preserved in this vast and empty space of nothingness, for what purpose he knew not. Today he felt restless and agitated in mind. After many long hours of anticipation he felt himself being dragged somewhere else, by some unseen hand. --------------------------------------------------------- He was lying on a stony floor, in some familiar temple. Naked and in pain, realization found him; He was alive once again, this time in flesh and blood and not in a partial undead form. He raised his head and saw a familiar figure approaching. Xeralis Xin stood above the reborn man and said in a loud and clear voice; 'Rise now, Khalan, for your time of loneliness and punishing emptiness has ended. You have endured the judgement of our Lord and you have been found worthy of a second chance to honor Him.' Khalan stood up and his mind was in peace for the first time after many long years. 'Come now, my brother, let us depart this holy place and enter the inner compounds of His sacred Church. Let us walk together, with honor, and enter the house of Tyr.' Walking side by side, Khalan Ghundabar and Xeralis Xin left the temple.

PreTrial: Aberrant Behaviour (end)

"By the flames of Kossuth, why would Quaster seek to aid me in any way... especially after going out of his way to attack me, some time ago, in Hilp.  Not to mention, his attacks upon my brethren." ponders Stark. "Something is horribly amiss.  He's surely up tosome deviant scheme."  His eyes slowly close, as the soothing warmth of the fire lures him into slumber.

Later, as he quickly makes his way to meet with Atandella and Elbryan to report on his mission, Stark is halted by a small mob of people crowded about a publicly posted proclamation.

Noting that the notice bears the scales of Tyr, Stark scans the document halfheartedly, eager to be on his way.  His eyes widen in shock as the meaning of the words spider their way into his brain; he rereads the message yet again.

Unrestrained, raucous laughter echoes about the Square, causing people to turn from their gossiping and level confused looks at the mirthful bird-man.

"No wonder." gasps Stark between bouts of fits.  "This trial is indeed going to be interesting."  He continues laughing as he leaves, ready to share the  joke with the others.