I was once a creature of great power. A being of pure good, defender of all I met. But then in the darkness of the great shattering I was lost. My last memories were of the fires that burned me scorching my very essence. I died.

I have returned from the lands of the dead. To protect and warn my allies by the spirits word. I am back to protect all I hold dear to my soul, and to find what has become of my tribe.

One cannot visit the gates of the dead twice, nor do I intend too.