Edison Winterheart
Edison came from a long line of powerful wizards. His father was the Archmage of Kilhor, his siblings and cousins were all powerful practitioners of the arcane. The family was at the forefront in the war against Sirrey.
Though skilled in his art, Edison would say he abhorred violence but the truth was he was a coward when it came to any type of confrontation or real battle. Yes he could read tomes and destroy paper targets but in actual battle, his mind and hands would tremble and his heart was too much like his mothers, nothing like his fathers, the Archmage Winterheart.
Edison had joined the Brotherhood out of necessity while he was exploring a crypt he thought to be uninhabited, unfortunately for him it was in fact inhabited by its score of walking dead. Yet fortune was with Edison for the Brotherhood had just lost one of there own, The Paladin of Helgar, Sir Corith.
During his first battle Edison received a small superficial wound, that was enough, he dropped his gear and wand, halfheartedly apologized to this new friends and ran, never looking back.
Though skilled in his art, Edison would say he abhorred violence but the truth was he was a coward when it came to any type of confrontation or real battle. Yes he could read tomes and destroy paper targets but in actual battle, his mind and hands would tremble and his heart was too much like his mothers, nothing like his fathers, the Archmage Winterheart.
Edison had joined the Brotherhood out of necessity while he was exploring a crypt he thought to be uninhabited, unfortunately for him it was in fact inhabited by its score of walking dead. Yet fortune was with Edison for the Brotherhood had just lost one of there own, The Paladin of Helgar, Sir Corith.
During his first battle Edison received a small superficial wound, that was enough, he dropped his gear and wand, halfheartedly apologized to this new friends and ran, never looking back.