A formerly lost Paladin of Mar'ral, who found his oath after being confronted by the mistakes of his past and seeks to build a much better future.

A formerly lost Paladin of Ma'rral, who found his path after being confronted with his own mistakes.
 
Varown was born on the continent of Marral. A land surrounded by storms and in eternal nuclear winter from an ancient war between the Dark Elves and Rak Tulkesh, The Rage of War. This great conflict bled the continent dry, corrupted the landscape in the areas on both sides of the Great Barrier. Varown grew up in a city fighting on the edge of the corruption known as Morvaneas. As Varown grew, he became drawn to the religious sect known as the Church of Naralis Analor, God of healing and death, led by a druid named Vaeril Orloris. Through the years, Varown began to develop the gifts of Naralis, slowly developing the powers to become a paladin. He became able to wield disease and healing alike, the powers to heal and destroy like the duality of his God. As he grew along with the Church and learned under Vaeril the tenants of their religion, a time came when Vaeril left the Church on a religious journey to become close to their God. For years Vaeril disappeared while the Church of Naralis Analor grew and became strong. It was rife with paladins, clerics, and druids alike, all learning the ways of the God they all connected with. Then… Vaeril returned, a changed man, his journey long and hard showed him the “the realities” of who their God really was. The teachings of perseverance became teachings solely of suffering. Teachings of life became teachings of death. Varown, devastated at who his mentor and what his church had become, prayed. For days he asked for a sign from his God. He starved, became sick, locked himself without clothing in the deepest and darkest room he could find. After months, he saw a flicker of his God, his true God. He was told of the lies and corruption his mentor was shown. Varown asked, begging his God to show him a way to stop the things to come. He was shown a vision of a path from Marral. As Naralis Analor guided him through this path, Varown found himself sailing on a stolen boat across the Ocean of Mirrors to Sylvestris, a land of new beginnings and hopefully a way to save his church.

Age

67

Gender

Male

Eyes

Green

Hair

Hair

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Blackish-Purple

Height

5 Foot 4 Inches

Weight

145 lbs