Character 94 - Kap’undi

To start, I’d like to say that I had to redo this intro because after I posted the stats and background it turned out like four people had the same or close to the same idea I had. A wisdom based character from a godless country, who actually chooses not to follow a deity meant for some very interesting backstory. What was the idea that everyone had in mind? The character is an oracle. And how did I make this happen? Read on.

Kap’undi

Although most of the population of Rahadoum are Garundi and of the Mauxi ethnicity of the Mwangi, there are a number of other Mwangi ethnicities that reside in the region.  Among them, the Vang are native to the jungles of the Mwangi expanse have some small populations centers in the country. Often the Vanghave difficulty with the Rahadoumi rejection of the gods, but many others try to fit in.

Traditionally among her people, twins are seen as a gift from the gods. This is further evidenced as Kap’undi was born with the mark of Sarenrae on her arm. Her parents feared what might happen to their family as the “laws of man” prohibit any interaction with the gods, even if it is against the person’s will.

So they left their child out in the wastes to die.

Kap’undi was meant for bigger and better things, and it wasn’t by chance that she was found by nomads wandering the badlands of Rahadoum. She grew up traveling with these wanderers, unaware of her past or her future fate.

The spaces between the major cities in Rahadoum can be very dangerous. It is here as a teenager that her abilities would manifest when the child of one of her adopted tribesmen was greatly injured in an animal attack. Kap’undi’s wishes that her friend be made well poured forth from her as a flash of light that healed the child.

Although the nomads were nowhere near as strict as the Rahadoumi government, they wanted no part of the divine in their tribe. So, again, Kap’undi was set adrift. She traveled until she found herself in the capital city of Azir, a place where she hoped she could make a new home for herself.

Although Kap’undi had god granted abilities, she had no love of the gods herself. She was raised to believe in the “Laws of Man” and she felt anger that the gods would do this to her. Still, whether to power was freely asked for or forcibly given mattered not to the Pure Legion. The young woman had to continue to live the life of a lie to keep her powers hidden. Every day she had to deceive soldiers and the bureaucrats to keep her head. Although she wanted to continue to live, the lie always weighed heavily on her conscience.

Azir is where she found her family and lost them again. On the street she saw a young woman, like looking in a mirror. She followed her doppelganger all day and finally to her home in the evening. There she lived with her parents and a younger sister, the family that had left Kap’undi in the desert.

She confronted her twin and the rest of her biological family and an argument ensued. Her sister was infuriated that her parents never told her she had a twin, but the adults refused to say why they had rid themselves of the child. Kap’undi was not welcomed back, although she and her twin became inseparable, much to the chagrin of the younger sister.

Things may not have been perfect but at least Kap’undi felt she had one thing tethering her to this place. She was happy as it were. But good things are never long for those with a destiny and this fragile middle ground. The younger sister was always jealous of the returned prodigal child and eventually that jealousy turned to betrayal. She ferreted out her parents’ secret and tried to turn Kap’undi over to the Pure Legion.

The child left for dead was now forced to leave her family once more. Kap’undi took to the streets of the city to hide among the populace at large. This time, however, she is not alone. Her twin helped her escape capture and has taken up with the young oracle. Destiny, it appears, is a hard thing to fight, and although she still puts no faith in the gods, Kap’undi and her sister seek to figure out what her fated fortune might be.

What did you create with your Human? What class did her background suggest she have? Where did the betrayal come from? Why was she left for dead? How did she come to worship no deity?

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