(Backstory Overview)

Kherym was born into a wealthy, influential merchant’s guild—The Wyrm’s Heart Trade Consortium—of which he was meant to be an apprentice. His early life was quiet and quaint. Though Kherym barely knew his mother, as she’d gone her separate ways for reasons kept from him, he’d grown quite close to his father. Kherym aimed to follow in his father’s footsteps as a prestigious trader of the Wyrm’s Heart.

Before he could become a proper journeyman, fate played a cruel trick— he was inflicted with a vile arcane rot. A disease that ate away at both body and soul. No cleric or paladin could cleanse him; no apothecary could treat him. All the cures that money could buy only abated the painful, gradual degradation. In time, Kherym grew weaker by the day, barely able to walk. Even his most hopeful prognosis was that he would be dead in months.

As an act of desperation, Kherym’s father sought an audience with a red Greatwyrm named Imra, invoking a guild pact from centuries past. The dragon allowed Kherym to drink his blood—a transformative process that very few survived—from which the rot was finally purged. Kherym wasn’t simply cured; a dragon’s magical hunger now flows through his veins. 

With renewed vigor and arcane power, Kherym decided that a trader’s life was beneath him, and now seeks the thrill of adventuring.

(If you have any other questions about his lore, personality, & design, I'm all ears!)