THE TRAITOR ~
NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 30+ SPECIES. Druid Darkfriend ( Primal ) FACTION. N/A OCCUPATION. UTP
In the Lysaran hills of Northreach, a young mother brought her secondborn child into the world. Your older brother was only older by a year, maybe two, and throughout her pregnancy she’d dreamt those fateful dreams of the arches. Calling to her like an echo from the past, she left, never to return. She was a druid, one that had faced her fears and ultimately succumbed to them. Nothing could have been worse to your father who made you all but swear not to answer this same call, one that he had hoped would pass you by but never did. Fate had other designs for you, druid of primal magic, you entered the arches with the same fear that you’d never make it out the other side. You did. You made it. But you returned to a home torn apart by the monsters that haunted the mountains of the Deadlands. Beasts that tore your world apart and left you with nothing but this meaningless life of wandering pain. Once again destiny guided you to a ship that would wash upon Iskaran shores, a Kingdom of suffering and broken families might have felt like home to a person like you. A traveler with no fixed destination in mind. Over an ale you made a wish, because what else did you have to lose? Darkfriend, have you found your family again?
CONNECTS
THE HIDDEN & THE PATH: Rescued them during Aetheron attack.
NOTES
TQH: Troupe 1 - Refugee
this skeleton is currently taken.