Deathbringer

 I was not always called Deathbringer, in fact my real name has never been known to me. I grew up with a family of Sprites in a sheltered village with other Sprites around. Being a Celt i did not really question or care too much about the fact that my Sprite parents could not have given birth to me for many years.

 During those early years of my life i was brought up as their son along with their Sprite son and we were not only brothers but great friends. We both helped out with the hunting for meat that our village had to supplement our diets. While I used my large size and learned to fight with weapons and my body, my brother learned to use his mind more, and concentrated on the magiks. We both tried to teach each other our different skills but my Celtish mind could not really make the leap to using difficult magiks and likewise my brothers small frame did not lend to his physical combat skills. However, we were both happy, and our parents were proud of us.

 When i reached the age of 13, my parents decided to tell me of the little history of mine that they knew of before they found me, it seems that this Sprite village had lived together with a Celtish clan for many years, but then a mysterious enemy had attacked the settlement, while both races had fought side by side, in the end the Celts had implored the Sprites to take the children and flee in their moted forms, while the Celts fought to allow them time to retreat. During the retreat all the defending Celts were slain and many poisoned arrows were fired at the retreating Sprites and Celt children, there were far too many to avoid, and one by one the children fell. I was also pierced and to this day bear the mark of this foul arrow, but I alone of all the children seemed to have some resistance to this poison and survived the tragic attack.

 The Sprites had eventually made a new home far from their previous settlement, but the elders occasionally spoke of our old enemy and that we should be prepared should it come again. Although we all learned offensive skills, we used them only to hunt and spar, and were a generally kind and peaceful village.

 There was a feast during the year that me and my brother turned 17 and the whole village enjoyed a day of festivities and were ready for a long night to continue them in, when we were once again cursed and visited by this enemy of ours. We were not ready for battle, but still put up a formidable fight, many of the Sprites used magiks like my brother, as well as some healers who helped us and I was at the forefront of the battle, the last Celt from my clan striving to try and regain some honour and vengeance for my fallen Celt family.

 The battle was fierce and after hours we were pushed back into the surrounding forests, I was split up from the others and when they took on their mote form to try and regroup I could not track them fast enough to keep up. I kept up behind as they regrouped to drive back into our now burning dwelling, but when i got there I could only hear the death screams of my Sprite clan, I fought to try and find my family, and came across my parents' bodies, but not that of my brother. Upon seeing my parents, I vowed I would avenge their deaths and knew that I had to escape and become a great warrior to be finally freed of this evil pursuit I seemed to have destroying everything I loved and cared for. As I was about to leave, I caught a glimpse of the enemy behind his troops and a strange symbol on one side of his helm, and then fled with all my speed from that battleground.

 After many months of weary travelling from small village to small town, I finally came across Barneyton and wandering around i once again saw this symbol that had been seared into my mind on a clan wall and my purpose became clear to me. I trained in the academy until I was fit to join one of the clans of this town and am now here.

 I changed my name to Deathbringer and have always had this single purpose in my life, and will not rest till I have fulfilled it. Although my purpose is still clear, recently I have had some visions concerning my Sprite family, and feel I am on the verge of some startling revelations that could change my life and the lives of those around me.