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Bio:
After losing my Woodelven father to the diseases spread by the filthy Darkpaws, my blood brother, Lorean, and my adoptive brothers "Lilman" and Aallar were raised by my human mother and the blessed folk of Surefall Glade, may Karana watch over them all. <P> When my mother also took ill during my 18th year, my older brother Lorean, stricken with grief and guilt over my father's death and now my mother's illness, left home and struck out on his own in the harshness of Norrath. <P> After my mother's death, I left Lil and Aallar in the care of friends and family in The Glade and set out in search of my lost brother. Once or twice I have glimpsed him, but never for more than a breath of time. <P> Now, I fear I shall never again see him. I hear tell that he fell victim to the wretched Ogres in the vile swamps in the south. If this is the case, I know I will never again gaze upon his face, for no doubt his bones now decorate some hideous Ogre cave. <P> Never the less, I shall continue to wander the vastness of Norrath and the isolated lands of Luclin for a sign that he still walks, and will continue to serve the Great Father Karana, and my new Empire family.