The Beginning

Born in a port city within the free cities. His father died on the seas, leaving him with his mother and four sisters, Valeric for the sake of his family skipped most of the studies and learning that he could have been provided by and instead found a job wherever he could. Untill he finaly got a stable one on a ship.
 
He spent several years on said ship, most of his earnings being given to his family to support his sisters, making sure that they were given the chance to go to schools and learning valuable knowledge. Once they had grown big enough to find their own paths the accident happened. A freakstorm out of nowhere appeared and a unkown number of ships were lost at sea, including the one that Val was on. The storm was unlike anything he had ever known or seen, bolts of lightning shattering ships, winds tearing of sails. With the cracking of thunder, Val found himself awakening under water, almost drowning as he swam to the surface, holding onto a broken piece of wood. And thats when he saw it. A figure in the clouds. A figure or being, seemingly made out of the storms. Suddenly a bolt of lightning struck down and hit his outstretched hand.
 
The day after he washed up on the shores, and not knowing where he was, and seeing a chance to start a new life. He signed up at the diggers guild, but his dreams haunts him of the figure he had seen.