Some adventurers chose their path because their family was murdered by an
Army of Legions or they feel so courageously to the calling of Knights.
Some deem worthy the Laws of the Land, that they will uphold the Sceptre of
Balance with their life. Still others dwell deeply in the gnome village,
practicing hours, days and decades to prove their worth on the battlefield.
Torath had no great urges in his life... No great callings, everything
seemed of slight interest. He was never good with casting spells, a devote
servant of the temple of darkness. He studied under Deloth, for a higher
calling from the gods. He did enjoy adventuring throughout Serin, and from
his travels he learned much of the world as he saw it. It became apparent
that his true calling was to spread his knowledge of Serin to others, and to
keep solving the puzzles from the clues of the Gods.
Description:
The lean, muscular build of the man before you, coupled with his
withering skin and foul odor, is revolting yet alluring. Sulken eyes meet
your gaze, as a sense of hopelessness overcomes you. Just below one of
those eyes, a narrow scar shows his life has not been one of ease or safety.
Shoulder length hair the color of silverish gray fall down his neck,
partially restrained by a braid on either side of his angular, rugged face.
The wicked grin and unyielding gaze suggests he's not to be trusted with.
Slightly hunched over, you see that he has a twitch on his left pinky.
