Tarron Corbett

Tarron arrived in Eskarya later than many. Having heard Eskarya being pitched as a growing cultural hub, with new knowledge and opportunities being discovered daily, it seemed like an exciting step for Tarron. Blissfully unaware of the internal politics of Eskarya, or the encroaching demonic armies.

Background
Around 7 or 8 years old my father took me on a hunting expedition fated to go horrifically wrong. We had stumbled into the ground of some rather aggressive Su-monsters, within seconds they were upon us, believing myself an easy target. I found myself being practically torn apart by claw and tooth, pooled in blood as their paralyzing abilities rendered me helpless to defend myself. My father threw himself onto me and to the Su's mercy. His body shielding me as they enjoyed a new larger, more pliable target.

When my paralysis had worn of the Su had gone, satisfied with their hunt. I pulled myself out from underneath my indistinguishable father, taking his gem piece necklace as the only thing left not desecrated from among his flesh.

The whole ordeal had unlocked, or broken something within me; be it the trauma, the psionic attacks or my fathers sacrifice. I emerged bloodied and beaten but with new power coarsing through me.

Naturally, the forest and nature had lost there appeal after that, and myself an my mother moved into civilization, among the people, intellectuals and general lack of ravaging monsters. Where my new abilities could be explored and I could learn about the world.