Marius

Early Life
The eldest son of a tribal chief from within the Kriechwald, Marius was always destined for greatness, his formative years saw him schooled in the art of warfare. From a young age he would accompany his father inspecting the hunting parties and border patrols, by his early teens he would become a part of the border patrols, protecting the forest from the tribesmen of the Yeddim and their underlings. By the time he was 20 summers Marius was leading his own band around the borders. In the following years Marius was lorded as one of Kriechwald's greatest leaders.

He had won many trophies, earned great accolades, and had the adoration of his people. Now in his 32nd Summer Marius was to become his tribes chief with the passing of his father, but with the ceremony of the "Passing of the Torch" Marius' life would change forever.

Exaltation
It was the day of the "Passing of the Torch" ceremony as the small tribe where dancing around the large bonfires that the very ground began to shake, the bows of the great trees bagan to quake as the sound of splintering and breaking wood echoed throughout the Kriechwald. The entire clans eyes turned skyward to see a large cliffface rise about the canopy with a many spired stone castle perched on top overlooking their ring of wooden huts. Almost as one the people began to move towards the castle, moving like a herd up the steep slope towards the high grey stone wall and impossing gatehouse.

When the clansmen entered the expansive courtyard, they found themselves surrounded by grotesque stone statues of large bipedal bat, howling wolves, and regal looking humans. Lightning flashed and thunder crashed and in that instant a tall gaunt man stood before them, the stranger stood before Marius and eyed him with a grin revealing elongated sharp canine fangs and upon removing the ivy crown atop Mariuses head and with inhuman speed the stranger sunk those fangs into Marius' neck.

in that instant marius knew the stranger, this was Lord barstad, exalted my Lord Sangiunius, and now, Marius was one of his chosen. Marius felt himself go cold, his vision blurred before going black.

Marius awoke laying on a stone altar, a beautifully sweet, delicious, metalic taste played on his tongue.