My name is Alaric. My story is one of deceit, treachery and betrayal. Listen, if you will, to the tale of my beginning and how I came to be in Valorn.
I was the head of the Mallitia in my village. I was on my routine rounds one day, when I entered the village temple. There, to my horror, I saw a demon towering over the head Cleric, Mereville.
Quickly I drew my sword and charged. However, I had little combat experience and was no match for the demon. It struck me a hard blow and I went down. In my semi-conscious state, I saw a confusing image. Mereville was laughing. He handed something over to the demon.
“Take this,â€