Ever since Lucian Eurdic was young he was always in to magic. Magic is what drove his soul it was the first thing he thought about when he woke up and the last thing when he went to bed. His father was not happy to here this news infact when he told his dad that he wanted to learn the ways of the wizard and cast magic and make potions and scrolls and have a shop someday in the city. and.. his father grabs him by the shoulders, now you listen to me no son of mine will become some magi using robe wherein wizard. Do you know the damage they bring? You think a wizard is always respected?. Now run off I don't want to here of this agen. His Father never did let him know the truth of why he was not to be a wizard. The threat that hangs over his head most of the days and all the nights. When he was told not to let his son become a wizard and told him it would bring great destruction that would hurt for years to come. The father was not sure if he heard this in dreams like he does every night or if it was real as the dreams seem to portray. As years pass Lucian can't fight the call to magic. He becomes more powerful as his non stop study whenever his dad is not around. Not that he could do much without a teacher to get him started on the right path to powerful magic. A few months after his 115 birthday on a cool night. The stars hiding in the clouds. A man calls to Lucian from his hiding place where he likes to study from his father's eyes. Come here my boy.. my my you have grown.. who are you? The man with out answering says lets have a look at you. Bright green eyes about 5' 6” bright long shiny white hair. Clean shaven. And I see your studying the magic. What's it to you the elf asked the strange man. Oh nothing my boy nothing. The elf turned around as if something had taped him on the back. ? As he turned back the man was gone. That night after Lucian had said his good night to his father. He was hiding his books he noticed a page hanging from one of the books. Strange he thought as he opened to see what it was. It wasn't a page from his book at all. It was a scroll. Wow a scroll. What was it he thought? as he was diving through his books as to see what it was. Then he found the symbol and spoke the words. BOOOM the scroll explodes into flames and sends him flaying out the window. By the time Lucian came too the house was gone and his father never found. Lucian left that day. He left the Elvin town that night. Knowing that he disobeyed his father. And now it cost him much more then he could bear. The hurt is deep. It's been about 9 years since that night and Lucian looking no older living off very little hunting he has learned over the years to eat and survive. He said he would no longer do magic not after that night. Not after the pain. But the magic still calls to him. Day and night it almost drives him mad to stay away. Till one night sitting there alone in his madness. A voice comes to him. Slicing his thoughts like demand cutting glass. Son I was wrong to tell you your destiny I was wrong to tell you what you're meant to do on this plan. I hope you can here me??? Lucian?. Not sure what he heard was from madness or from lack of food but his head was clear and he had focus agene. He no longer knew what was to be done with his life but he knew he needed to find a wizard to teach him the ways of magic.