Erestor Vardimir, Eladrin rogue, from the land of Gates Of Moon. A member of the Green Elf which is to be told extinct, yet he wonders the world broken. Once filled with love and compassion, now a shadow of his former self. A century ago he was to be wed to the most beautiful Camthalion Mederasik. She unlike him was a Dark Elf often mistaken for a Drow elf. His brother Artekigutula
was not in favor of this engagment. She in his eyes wasn’t pure and would turn the pure blood of his family to a tainted muck. He was filled with hate and rage at the impurity of it all.On his brothers wedding day, as he stood next to his brother he watched her walk down the aisle. Behind the altar were Artekigutula’s friends waiting for the right moment. As she came to Erestor and stood beside him the three came from around the altar grabbing Erestor forcing him to his knee’s. Artekigutula grabbed Camthalion and looked straight into his brothers eyes as he stabbed the dagger he was hiding in his coat into her side. Twisting it as she screamed and pleaded for him to stop. As her lifeless body hit the ground he walked around Erestor and smiled. Kicking him in the gut and punching him in the face he said "Fool! How could you even think of such a thing? Such an impure disgusting dog. My dear brother i couldn’t have let this happen. You must understand it was for the good of our family. You were going to ruin such a pure bloodline for what? Love. I couldn’t allow it so you payed the price. " Walking away he commanded his companions to let him go. As he crawled to his beloved he watched as her blood spread upon the once holy grounds. Hate filled his heart and revenge grew in its place. He would get his brother for this. He would kill them all. All the people payed for this aweful deed. He killed Men, Women, and Children. They would all pay for the loss of his beloved. Last would be his brother. He would pay the most of all. Some escaped his bloody wraith and hid in the near by caves behind the water falls of Serien. He went back to his loved one and buried her under the oak tree they had met at. The Oak of Peace and Prosperity. Walking away from her he made a promise to revenge her. Wearing the necklace she gave him he continued on his new path. His brother had fled the land in fear and now Erestor walks the world looking for him. Ganging up with a group he had come to aid in a dungeon. Soon he feels, with the help of his new compaions his brother Artekigutula will pay and Erestors soul finally layed to rest after a century of searching.