Role

Chapter 2

Life in Daryslon was generally peaceful and jovial. Occasionally a small pack of orcs, drow, and other wicked species would come charging the gates, but the guards would quickly negotiate the situation. One horrible day, a massive horde
of Orcs and Scarabs came smashing through the gates. Much of it is a blur to Llyion as he suffered a blow to the head as the Chaos ensued. A snarling orc clobbered the left side of Llyion's face with his splintered club leaving a jagged
scar as a constant reminder of that day. Someone had dragged Llyion to saftey, however he was alone when he finally woke. The city was horribly damaged. Fires and collapsed buildings were ubiquitous. The casualties of war were scattered
everywhere. Disfigured soldiers lie mangled throughout the streets. A concern for his parents safety quickly washed over him. He began darting through the streets yelling for both of them. He made his way to the temple to seek his
mother. Upon entering the temple he saw clergy scattered about. The surviving clerics were tending to the wounded and hauling off the dead. He soon found the remains of his mother resting in a back room. An earth shattering moment for
Llyion no doubt, but he had to stay focused for his father's sake. He left the temple after a brieft moment of mourning in search of his father. Questioning every guard he saw, Llyion finally followed his chain of inquiries to his
father's remains amongst the collected casualties of war. This was the first time Llyion was exposed to true Chaos. He knew then that the chaotic forces of Thera needed to be stopped if this is what they bring with them. Young Llyion
knew not what to do, but he knew he had to do something. He knew that he must do something to bring Order to the Chaos. He could not stand idly by while many other innocents fall victim to the chaotic agenda that exits in the hearts of
the lawless. With the majority of his friends and his entire family now deceased, Llyion Inaxalim decided to venture out into Thera.