Disciple

A half elven woman stands perfectly

still in the middle of windy forest.

An outsider would think she was

alone, but she can see the bandits

waiting in the brush. She closes her

eyes and walks forward, as they leap

out at her. Right as the blade is about to

strike, the lone elf flickers out of existence for a brief

instant, appearing once again behind her assailants as

they all fall to the ground, bloodied and unmoving.

A battle rages upon the blood-soaked fields, overlooked

by a regal keep. In its center stood a lone battle-worn tiefling fighting for his life. The spectral form of a mighty fiend hangs over him, both wielding scimitars in each hand. The tiefling charges into a group of soldiers, temporarily wreathing himself in flames as the spectral figure carves into the enemy line. Each step taken could be his last, yet the tiefling fights with the widest of grins.

A young human woman finds herself in a forest, training diligently. Brilliant blades of silver hover around her, flowing like water and bending to her will. She sends one of the floating blades rocketing into the distance, a white spark shining at its tip. One by one, the blade cut through all of the trees it impacts, felling an entire swath of forest, before returning to its master.

It is their fantastical and diverse fighting styles that define the disciple. Unlike other warriors, a disciple's ability in combat is determined not by arcane enhancements or mundane training, but rather the ability to perceive and harness the magical energy from the very flow of battle itself. This ability advances in unique ways for each disciple, with these differing perspectives leading to discovery and mastery of an incredible array of battle techniques.