Post by richard on Dec 19, 2020 23:03:20 GMT -5
Dunkin of Stoink was the youngest child of Ericka of Stoink and Hector the Wainwright. In the town of Stoink, Dunkin served as a junior acolyte at the shrine to Pelor for just under two years before the Greyhawk Wars came to town. Of his siblings, only his older sister Addison survived to adulthood and she married Darrell the Carpenter. His sister and Darrell had two kids, Zahn (nephew to Dunkin) and Silje (niece to Dunkin) who were 4 and 7 years old at the time of the betrayal at Stoink, when the forces of Iuz were let into the town walls.
As part of the group who fled Stoink, instead of awaiting the arrival of Iuz, Dunkin aided in the rearguard protecting his family and others as the caravan of refugees fled towards the hoped-fore safety of the Nyrond border. About 30 miles from the border of Nyrond the group of Stoink refugees containing his parents and his sister’s family were hit by calvary forces loyal to Iuz and the caravan was scattered in the early dawn hours. The night before this attack was the last time Dunkin saw any member of his family. Dunkin has assumed that most of them made it to the border of Nyrond and has spent the intervening years looking for anyone else from that caravan that made it to safety. He has spent the intervening years preaching the word of Pelor as a humble street preacher and doing his best to help his adopted homeland.
As part of the group who fled Stoink, instead of awaiting the arrival of Iuz, Dunkin aided in the rearguard protecting his family and others as the caravan of refugees fled towards the hoped-fore safety of the Nyrond border. About 30 miles from the border of Nyrond the group of Stoink refugees containing his parents and his sister’s family were hit by calvary forces loyal to Iuz and the caravan was scattered in the early dawn hours. The night before this attack was the last time Dunkin saw any member of his family. Dunkin has assumed that most of them made it to the border of Nyrond and has spent the intervening years looking for anyone else from that caravan that made it to safety. He has spent the intervening years preaching the word of Pelor as a humble street preacher and doing his best to help his adopted homeland.