Adopted half elf son to Old Brimley Hawthorne
I can easily tell you my past. I am an adopted bastard taken in by the local clergy. No one seams to know who or where I came from. The person whom I call dad is the towns cleric Old Brimley Hawthorne. He has raised me in the ways of the church, but yet there is something else inside me that has been demanding to show itself. Not only am I a cleric of the church, but I am also a mage, just starting to learn and control my abilities. I truly wish to help this town despite the prejudiced and hypocritical people that run it. My friends are only but a few and they truly are my family (even the dwarf).