Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 5" tall
Age: 20 years (Born 09/21/1401)
Classes: Monk/Cavalier/Bard

Favorite Emote: Spreads his wings and flies away.

Favorite Saying: It is not my fault. I wasn't even there.


Yama No Tori - Bird of the Mountain - was what his parents called him. And certainly only druids could give a name like this to their firstborn. People who not only lived out in the nature of the secluded forests of Alyria but also made this a Principle. With a capital P. From childhood on he learned about nature. And about the balance. And how to respect it. And he learned to hate it. And he ran. Away from his parents, away from the nature and even away from the forests around xaventry and the continent of Sepharia.

Being hardly 17 he took the Merdraco to Sigil but try as he might he could not escape his roots. The town was crowded and all the people were frightening. And so he ended hiding in the local monastery for a while starting over as a novice monk. Slowly he learned the ways of city life. And with formidable teachers he perfected the art of defense, while not giving too much attention to the powers of magic. Later he also learned to handle the lance and polearm thus he can also be called a trained cavalier by now. Even if the never liked the elitist approach of this group too much. He disliked it so much indeed, that he was lately found backstabbing innocent townsmen. A habit evil enough to make Lord Vendredi drive him out the city and put him on the wanted list after a visit to rune where he killed all of the lords loyal guards.

Yes, let us face it, Yama no tori is getting evil. Evil enough to make the word reach the forests and his parents who now pray for his soul every day and every night. Will it help?