Orphaned at an early age I was taken in by a kind man who had no family of his own. Soon after he started to teach me his craft of conjuring. He being a master at it I was learning all he would teach. I loved this man like the father I had lost and thought I was going to be happy. A couple of years went by when he got a summons from the queen of Qeynos to help defend our realm against the evil of the overlord. After a month I learned he had died. I swore the overlord would die for taking all I loved.