Screams and crackling of fire is all Duswine could hear after waking up
from a falling beam to the head. He was knocked unconcious only for a
second but long enough for his entire home to be engulfed. It wasn't
uncommon for neighboring villages to raid their home for a war had broken
out between the two. Little did Duswine know he would lose his entire life
in but a small insignificant moment. Picking through the rubble a little
skeletal body of his daughter and a somewhat larger one of his wife was
found. He having lost everything took to the wilderness in hopes to die.
Instead he was visited by a Godly being who guided him to a monastary in the
woods. Duswine began his prayers and meditation and through guidance he has
learned to be at peace with his past.
Standing before you is what you think to be a half-elf, but half of his
face is mangled and pink from what appears to be burns. His face although
shocking at first glance holds a half warm smile, the burnt half seems to be
stuck in a permanent frown. His ear is pointed where as the other is gone,
only a hole seems to remain. Two violet eyes greet you with a gaze that is