Hyper Flux

Half-Elf / Rogue

Submitted character story

You are a survivor who chose the Blackfen and became the Shadow Investigator because trust died young. The wolves and the dark armored figures taught you that standing still means joining the dead. You carry every face you couldn't save, and that weight makes you faster but lonelier. Tables will remember you as the rogue who ran toward danger because running away stopped working years ago.

Defining moment: It was cold I could see my breathe, the wolves howling loudly as they were slaughtered one by one as was their companions. The firey weapons of the dark armored figures tore through them and my family like light through the shadows until no one stood but me covered in cuts and blood I wasn't even sure was mine.  Being a young pup all I could do was stand in silence taking in all of the chaos until my mind shattered and I let a a deep gutteral scream of horror.

Running from something