this is an old backstory I made for an RP character on DGEMU...I just found it, and I don't want to lose it right away so I'm just going to post it on here along with my DnD characters backstory I wrote...

Born on a planet called Alffador to the King and Queen of Donzora, Arkaine had a pleasant life. That is until the kingdom came under attack. The King and Queen thought it would be better if Arkaine weren't with them in case something happened so they sent him to a small village without a name. One year had passed and he had no word from his parents or in fact anybody from the kingdom. Then one day an army had attacked the small village and slaughtered everyone. Everyone that is except Arkaine, who was in the Orchard playing with a wooden sword that was given to him by the ones who were taking care of him. When he returned to the village he saw the rampage that had happened in his leave of absence. He noticed a dead soldier on the floor and recognized the uniform it was the same army that had attacked the kingdom. When he saw this he grabbed a horse and rode as fast as he could to the fallen kingdom. When he returned to the castle he saw his mother and father's heads on a stake and their bodies lying on the floor. When he searched the castle he only found one survivor his best friend and girlfriend Tonita, who gave him a letter from his father before dying in his arms. The letter told him of a secret room in the castle in which his father's best sword was hidden, Ahl Karhim

From that day forward he vowed revenge for everyone that the army had slayed. Taking with him only his desire to get revenge and his father's sword, he traveled the multiverse, and as he did his soul grew blacker and his heart grew colder. After many years of searching he found that the army that he was looking for had been killed right after their attack on the village.

Now he travels the multiverse as the possessor of the Spirit of Chaotic Evil, and kills all who even looks at him wrong, and feeding his desire for revenge.

and here's the DnD character's backstory...you might have to know something about ancient lore to understand all this...


Name: Gorgrael (pronounced Gore Grial)

Race: Unknown Elf

Class: Wizard

Gender: Male

Skin: dark

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Diety: Unknown

Lvl: 3

Age: 134

Weight: 225

Height 6' 4"

Distinguishing marks: a weird birthmark above his left breast, Jet black hair

Background:
Born an orphan, he was raised by 2 dwarves who thought they could make him a powerful ally against the Dark Elves that have been trying to take over their village. They taught him how to use his physical strength for the betterment of the Horde, and used the elvish brains to teach him strategies. He became one of the best fighters in the village. But one horrible day the village was descimated and Gorgrael was taken hostage. The elves had use powers unknown to him, and he used his elvish ancestary to trick the Dark elves into teaching him their magic, and he soon turned evil like them.

They taught him everything they knew, and he became the most powerful one in the Clan, but he wanted more...so one night when the elves were sleeping he killed them all...every last one of the dark elves was slain. He set out to find more power. He came across this village and heard rumors of a cave of the gods that granted anyone who could make it through without being slain, 2 magic items of their choosing. He couldn't pass up this chance to become the best of the best, so he headed for the cave.

It took him 2 weeks to finally get there, and he wasn't welcomed joyously. He had to fight waves of Cobalts, baby Wyverns, and even some dragons. It took him 2 months to get through the cave and when he did he met his toughest opponent yet...an exact copy of himself. It knew all his moves, and knew exactly what he was going to do next. and copied his every move like a mirror.

Not knowing how he was going to beat himself, he thought back to his childhood days and remembered his foster parents saying that if you ever get into a bind do something no one would expect, so he did just that. He turned around and made a dead sprint towards the wall. right before he hit the wall he stopped, but for the clone it was to late...for it was closer to the wall the Gorgrael and ran right into it, knocking him out. Gorgrael slowly walked towards it and stomped on it's head smashing it.

As soon as the first drop of blood spilled from the fractured skull 2 blinding lights appeared. In one was enclosed what looked like a flaming minotaur, and in the other a blue woman, that looked as though she was frozen. They spoke to him but he couldn't understand a word they said, but when the light vanished, 2 items appeared. One was a bright red staff warm to the touch and the other was a rod that froze the ground on which it was laying. He took both not knowing the true power he has come upon.

He has been traveling for the past 40 years seeking more power. He came upon a strange looking party containing a half orc, a man of god, and a Bard. After being told their story of searching out a powerful wizardm, and since he is always searching for power he decided to join them on their quest. He now uses Both his physical and magical training for the party, but thinks twice before he thinks about turning his back towards any of them.

>.>
This is nowhere near my expirtise, but I think their good.
I don't know what to tell you as far as making them better.

yeah I'm way to much into scifi >.> it's the only thing I can actually write...

I'll read it as soon as they get those blasted hammers out of my head.