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I was born in the highlands of Volta, in 576. Raised to be a Clansman, and meant to protect the weak and defenseless. At the age of 8 my father was slain on my birthday protecting me and my family. My mother and my brother were taken by the black dragon's minions. I would have met the same fate as my family, but Anvil rescued me. I was left by my self to defend my self at the early age of 8. Since that day I have sworn to fight all that is evil in this world.

My brother, Darvian, lived but last year was framed as an enslaver and was killed. My mother is still missing. And my half brother is dead. So my family is destroyed.

I started my adventure this June, and my first party tried to murder me. I use to be part of a group called, "The Alliance." I helped destroy Tarlov Ghosthand. I thought I would never return to Ravenholt after I found about my half brother, and he was slain by Ghosthand's minions before I could ever meet him. However my father would want me to continue the fight for peace.