With my parents gone, I had no home to return to. The orphanage was run by local priests. They were kind-hearted people.
I read the scriptures and studied the tenets. I also learned about history and geography as I performed my duties as a priest.
Although the townsfolk thought I was just another priest, in my heart I promised to follow the values of the evil Gods of my world.
(Willpower +7, Religion +30, History +10, Geography +5, Evil +5 and Gold +35)
When I was fourteen, Brianna the bully and some of her friends cornered me in an alley. I had thought that now that I was a priest, these types of things wouldn't happen. Brianna didn't see it that way.
The enchanted dagger felt good in my hands as I slashed Brianna across the face. That ended the fight immediately, and they all ran away since nobody else wanted to get hurt.
(Willpower +4, Fighting +10 and Warcraft +10)
You're probably wondering when my magical training began. I became a mighty wizard, after all, yet so far my story has been about my childhood. I was fifteen years old when I left my job as a priest.