The Life & Death of The Party

When Aezon was 14, and had just joined Hollowguard there was small raid done by an unknown group. Only some farmland was burned and some homes on the edge of town attacked. Some bandits or monsters had made it through to Tradesburrow and robbed a handful of shops, but it wasn't much of a bloodbath.

After a year of recovery, Ashridge was met with a horrific fate. Droves of raiders swept through Ashridge with little warning and quickly overwhelmed the town. Hollowguard and other mercenary groups pushed forward, some stayed behind to drive out monsters and bandits reaching the inner parts of the town. Nobody's sure if the raiders were fought off, or if they had found something they were looking for and had simply left.

While Aezon was toying with his new abilities, he'd grab a drink at the local pub late at night. Whispers, snickers, and frightened looks followed where he went. He healed slowly and looked as if he had just clawed his way out of a grave. Despite his efforts, people still looked at him with hatred.   Such a man came to Aezon, the both of them long past sobriety, and began verbally berating him. Aezon was better than this now. But he wasn't. He was being blamed for the attacks he nearly died to stop. A verbal fight broke out, the fight was taken outside, a physical altercation began, and then a body laid in a bloodied heap atop a snowdrift as a young warlock fled for his life.