Description: Blond Hair and Bright Blue Eyes Lakos stands at 5'11" and carries and air of quiet with him. People trust him naturally and he truly does wish them all well, but he is not naive'. When provoked to action he shows no hesitation, he has learned to trust his instincts just like good old Des taught him to. A budding cleric in the service of Folian the power of his god lights out of him in his heart at least, he truly loves Folian and the forest he guards. Bio/Description: Stolen from his home when he was only one year old, Clerics of the Mad God Corath sought to sacrifice this Aasimar to gain even more power. His life was saved by a compassionate Wood Elf Ranger by the name of Des Fl'lan, not knowing where the child came from Des chose to raise the child on his own. Des began to teach Lakos the ways of the Ranger from the moment he could walk. He took to it well, but there was always a burning pulse in his heart for something more. When he was seventeen during the spring, Des took him to a temple of Folian S'pae, and something rushed in the depths of Lakos's Aasimar heart. Looking at the wonderful forest around him he knew more then ever he longed for nothing more then to serve Folian in its protection. Two years later Des and Lakos were enlisted to help defend a woodland town from a scourge of Undead. Not knowing what to expect they dived into the fight, it was a terrible mistake. The undead were being led by a brutal necromancer seeking to carve a small empire in the depths of the forest. They fought valiantly but ultimately the necromancer's magic proved too much for them, Des fell to the undead, and Lakos was forced to retreat, the town was brutally destroyed. Looking back as he ran, he watched in horror as Des was turned into the living dead before his eyes. With fire in his eyes he vowed right then that the necromancer would pay, nay not just the necromancer, anyone who sought power by exploiting others. Cursing his fate, Lakos fled into the forest knowing that throwing his life away would serve no one but the necromancer. Observing the proper time of mourning, Lakos sought out a temple of Folian and cried in horrible tears cursing his god for taking away his family from him twice. And it was then that Lakos truly found out something amazing, he felt his tears being wiped away by something unseen and a great peace fell upon him. Knowing that he had found a god who truly felt the sorrows of his people Lakos picked himself up and let his bitterness fall away. He would keep his vow and destroy the necromancer, but only after he had become able.