From the gorean lands of tyros he found himself lost into a kurr ship not knowing where he was leading into , not sure how many days has been passed from the start of the travel sealed into the darkness of his prison; he did not knew why he was there perhaps the PK wanted to punish him for something, but if that was the case , than they would have sent the blue flame for make him perish, days seemed like nights into the neverending darkness he was forced into , chained and restrained from every movement, such a shame for a dominant like he was, but his pride helped his mind to not fade into the madness.
all of a sudden, he woke up into a sort of bed; a dwarven old couple were tending to his wounds he asked them what has happened?
the dwarven that stood in fron of him made a shrug saying * we saw a big thing crashing from the sky  into the mountains , we sent a squad for check it out and we found you there along wiht other strange peoples looking lycan like.* it was clear that the accident now led him into another world , indeed was hard to understand them talking, he had some logic that allowed him with the right time to make out the words, traveling from the amn he arrvied int sinfair ; the time passed into the lan mae him urious about the new world ready and willing to learn and make his knowledge more rich, without the pk between the feet for sure he was able now to discover what first was a taboo . for sure one thing that would never leave him is his concept of honor .


Char description:

Vastin, tall muscolar human, long hairs that expose his face fully and two curious brown eyes looking over the world around him. the body remember the one of a fighter , muscolar and well toned.


liking and dliking :

red : child play , scat, extreme violence

green everythig else.

dominant character,