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As told by Flamestrike himself:
"My parents were simple folks. My father
was a farmer who instilled in me a love of the earth. My mother was an
elvish herbalist who taught me to respect nature. When I was 16 my
parents were captured by slavers while I hid in the fields; to this day
I don't know whether they live or they are dead.
I finally made it into Moorgate with the
clothes on my back and a little money the slavers missed and a sword
that was my Grandfathers. I met a lot of people who helped me grow in
ability and strength and to those people I will always be grateful. I
also discovered that Evil walked loose in Moorgate and so I fought it
whenever and wherever I could.
"I grew too cocky and overconfident in my
abilities and thought I could withstand anything well I learned that I
wasn't as powerful as I thought at the cost of my soul. I continued to
fight until the day the Guild itself was attacked, when I saw that I
wandered away from the battle and asked to serve Morlend.
"I went on to do some things that disgust
and scare me even now, those who were hurt know what I did and I will
not go into it again. With the help of some friend who didn't give up
on me I went after my soul, I failed to win the battle though. I
decided that to protect my friends from I would try to destroy myself
and hope that I wouldn't be brought back.
"I chose what I thought was an
appropriate method and set out to die by fire. The pain was
excruciating mercifully I passed out when next I awoke I was the way
you see me now. Kali in her mercy allowed to be reborn and when I
realized this I knew that Evil must always be fought by those who can
fight to protect those who cannot fight."
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