Name:Ernestus Greye
Sex:Male
Age:29
Race:Human

History:
Ernestus was brought up in an orphanage, in a small village, a fair journey from Ironkeep. He was usually a quiet but kind boy. The orphanage itself was not the best, but it was a modest home regardless.
Ernestus eventually began volunteering at the local chapel and helped the village shop with minor chores, just to keep himself busy.
After some time, it became clear that he had an affinity with magic, and soon decided to leave his village to hone this newfound skill.

With the advice from the chapel, he went to train at a monastery 2 days ride from the village. And with some time and trials, he became efficient with light & healing magics.
Upon his return home, he was attacked by a werewolf which he tried to outrun and hide from, but was eventually caught and wounded by the creature.
With a final attempt to defend himself, he drew his dagger that he kept on his person for safety, and dug the blade deep into the creatures throat, over and over until the creature stopped moving.
After resting from the incident he hurried himself home as soon as he could, only to find that his home had been taken over by marauders. Bodies of those he knew strewn about the place, some placed as threats and others just left to rot.
Falling to his knees, his body heavy with exhaustion, and the pain from his wound throbbing more so, he was at a loss. It was rare that he felt anger, but this was something beyond that, and as he rose from his knees, he realised with his anger, his body began to change almost immediately. He cared not for his own being, and used this new form to shred and tear the marauders apart. They were caught completely unawares and had no chance to retaliate. Soon after, he took it upon himself to bury the people of his village himself.
It took the entire day to finish, and once done, he had found his purpose, and that purpose was to aid and defend the vulnerable, for he could not bare to let others share the same fate.
And with that in mind, he gathered some equipment from what remained of the marauders and left the ruins behind to begin his new life. 
A year later, and training with the blade and magics he learned, he aided many a villager on the road from bandits and beasts. He soon learnt of the theft in Ironkeep and thought to investigate himself.

Other: 
Ernestus respects those who show compassion and honesty. His anger can lead to his lycanthrope transformation if its pushed far enough.