Known Story So Far

Born 4th son of a merchant family, I realised in my teenage years that the mercantile life was not for me thus decided to forge my own path.

It would seem I have a trustworthy face and obtaining things by deception came easily to me. I then found a mentor who trained me in the ways of shadow.

In truth, born the 16th child of a farmer whose parents couldn’t care less if I was there or not, I would often wander into town and take whatever took my eye whether needed or not.

I was rarely caught and if I was I would simply apologise, look angelic and people would let me on my way.

My talents were then noticed, not by the city guard, but by an old rogue named Dorbin Lightfoot who took me under his wing and taught me the ways of the streets; however I always longed for grander things.

Thus, I made my way out into the world, and stumbled upon Tristram, so let’s see what mischief I can get into (or rather not) whilst I delve through the depths of the local demon infested cathedral.

Whilst adventuring within the darkened halls of Tristram’s Cathedral, I have found my confidence in spellcraft has severly wained, and my magical ability has been stripped away from me, yet I know not if this is to be a permanent arrangment for me.