"The Bear of the Black Shroud"

Act I: The beginning.

Baern was born under the 1st Astral Moon, a cold winter dawned on his birth to Volgun, a Hellsguard Roegadyn, and Yva a Duskwight Elezen.
Born native son to the Black Shroud he has spent many moons and cycles learning the wilds and how to tame such through the knowledge passed by both mother and father. Living malms from any major towns, life was a bliss. . .life was good.

Life flourished for the twelve cycles he has lived, till the grim day Ixal raiders came and attacked the town and area around his home included, many folks fought back against the raiders his parents included. Sadly they were overwhelmed, his mother hid him away out of sight and went to fight along side her husband suffering the same fate as he did, leaving Avellach a young child alone in silence as the raiders dispersed back into the thickness of the woods.

When the smoke and fires have settled and the survivors came looking, they find him huddled in a corner in shock as he was taken out and lead to safety seeing his mother and father wrapped in burlap and given a proper burial he watched as his mind went numb. . .

Act II: The Monster awakens

Baern spent some cycles alone for the most pat, spending most of his time in the wilderness honing his skills as a huntsman like his father before him and herbal healing from his mother. Some time had passed till word passed through town of a familiar Ixal tribe of whom he had recognize the name of, he knew he could not let them go free. He knew the risks and dangers but his lust for blood was unquenchable, he stalked and tracked them for days finally finding them all celebrating and merry making. . . the Monster. . .awakens.

The hunt begins, the party had withered down, most of them drunk and full bellied, silent as the gentle winds he snuck into the camp and like a monster tale told by elders, he butchers them all one by one. . .men. . .women. . . even children were not safe from his wrath, he had no sympathy, no remorse. . .just hatred and anger. One survivor slipped away and spread the tale of the "Butcher of the Black Shroud".

Act III: The Resolution

Six cycles since that day and Avellach has become a young adult many days and night he has thought about his parents, the night of the slaughter, so much he had to live with and learn. As his time came to he finally returned to society and found himself enlisting into the military under the Adders and after training for several moons he worked his way to title of sergeant and with many efforts transferred to the headquarters in Ul'dah of the Flames. From there he would serve and elarn many trades and skills including his love for technology thanks to the smaller companies working with the military at the time.
He found his happiness again, many friends and allies among the soldiers. All was good once more, until the day the Garlean Empire declared war and launched a full en masse invasion, overwhelming Ala Mhigo and moving quickly south towards his homeland, with his team of Rangers and marksmen he and other took lead to Cartenau and among the many soldiers he fought vigorously one by one, one after another they claimed victory with each foe faced. Till the moon Dalmund fell to the earth and a great cataclysm sends all retreating back.

Final Act(?):

Baern was thirty winters when that day happened. . . .he lost so many of his friends to that accursed battle. . . but he lived. . .when the battle ended he retreated back to the Shroud for a time staying in Gridania to help rebuild and assist the locals with tasks here and there to bring life back to normal. The task was long and daunting but in the end it was done and he soon took leave to travel the known world ins earch of new adventure and a worthwhile Hunt, taking up bounties, monster hunting all across the lands and seas. So now. . . .you want to know more about me. . .well. . .where would you like the next adventure to start?