Keeks

Gaean / Sorcerer

Submitted character story

You are the sorcerer who walks softly through dangerous places because you've already seen the worst thing happen. The Blackfen taught you that sometimes the long way through the muck is how you keep people breathing, and the Iron Matron learned you don't need to shout to make a kingdom kneel. What brought you back was the image of Adrara dying, the magic bleeding out, the gate collapsing behind you with answers still buried in the rubble. Every storm you summon is a reminder that your power survived when your world didn't, and that guilt crackles under your skin louder than any thunder. Tables will remember you as the one who asked the questions no one else wanted answered, who protected the innocent because you couldn't protect your own, and who turned grief into something with teeth.

Defining moment: The fall of their home realm Adrara. The landscape becoming a desolate wasteland as the magic was drained out of it. Their botched escape through the realm gate as the dimension collapsed. Waking up in this world with only the thought of figuring out what stole the magic from their realm. 

Inquisitive and some what naive. Fiercely protective of the innocent. Determined to find out what happened to their home realm