I was born in the rolling green meadows of a far away land of Shantaari. My life was well planned as I was the firstborn son of Lord and Lady Valinor and heir to our vast lands and family fortune. I grew up to be a man of strong body and mind, standing 6’ 2", 220lbs with brown hair and bright blue eyes. My body was honed through years of learning the art of battle. My muscular 46" chest narrows to a waist of 34". My thighs are strong and My calves are hardened. I am a warrior trained to perfection but never during training did I think My skills would be necessary in the plush life I was born into. Then it all changed.
At 19, I battled along side My father and brothers to save the land of Shantaari that had been ours for centuries. An unprovoked attack found our clan unprepared to do battle. As I fought with all my might I saw those around Me fall. Knocked unconscious during battle and dragged to the safety of nearby trees, I awoke to find only ruin and destruction of what was a once great land. As the smoke from the fires rose into the sky I headed into the hills to start a new life, vowing never to look back.
Wandering for days I finally came upon Adaran, a small village to the east of my beloved Shantaari and I strove to become a part of it. I worked to help the remaining men rebuild the village from the latest attacks and taught them the skills to protect themselves and the village. It was not long before I met the fair and lovely Meagan who was helping the widows and orphans
As days grew into months I found myself mesmerized by Meagan and realizing that I was falling deeply in love with her. Her gentleness, her touch, her green eyes that would burn through me when we would walk and talk under the moon and stars. We dreamed of a land far away, a place untouched by the hatred that had ravaged the lands that we grew up in. Plans were made for us to head to such a land but one last task was necessary before we could leave the people that had become so dependent on us. I had to lead the men of the village on a raid to rid the land of the remaining mauraders.
It was while on this raid that she was taken from me. Word leaked of the plans and as I rode on the final battle Meagan was taken from the village. Returning and hearing the news, a cold look came to my eyes. Without a word I turned from the village to find my Meagan, the one thing in my life that mattered. Time moved on as my search took me to far off lands. Sometimes feeling close but never finding her until the day an unsigned letter came to me. As I read the words a single tear filled my eye....my Meagan was dead. Her life taken from me.
I took her body back to Adaran, placing her at rest next to the stream that kept us company on so many afternoons and moonless nights....as I put the finality to her resting place the emotions got the best of me and as I sank to my knees I looked to the heaven an spoke the oath that would forever lead me in my actions