My history is shrouded in darkness, and I am not sure I fully understand
it myself. However, here is all I know, or was let to know:
My mother was forced to flee for her life from an evil entity. He
had heard a prophecy that her child would become so powerful, that it
would challenge his authority and domination. This child was to become
a leading thread in the tapestry of the Light. This child was to oppose
Darkness with all his might. This child...was me.
As I grew up, I was unaware of this prophecy and lived a sheltered life.
Yet in time, seeing that Darkness was beginning to overwhelm my kind
I set out to free the realm of the grip of evil by joining the one clan
in which I saw a future: The Dawnbringers. During my travels I stumbled
upon ancient archives, stored in a long forgotten temple. To my surprise,
in my readings, I found traces of one last member of my family, the
very one who attempted to kill my mother, my uncle Sandoz Lerdanis.
But Sandoz had turned his back on the Darkness, and had even led the
forces of the Dawnbringers against evil. How could I hate him?
I needed to find a way to earn his trust, and I felt the best way was
to become his Apprentice. When I finally revealed the truth to him,
he returned the family honor to me, and gave me the name I deserved.