Quetz (Unamed Monk)

(Name Placeholder) looks around the entry hallway of the monastery he called home. The corridor is long and spacious it ends with a large set of double sliding doors that lead into the training courtyard of the temple. Normally the walls are smooth white marble with the teachings of the monastery carved into them in all different languages. Typically you can also see the painted sections of the walls that depict past masters and help reinforce the teachings. Today though as he looks around the walls are all stained a deep red obscuring the painting and profaning the teachings. The blood of friend and foe decorate the temple today. The normally spotless cobble stone floors are littered with guts, and body parts. As he surveys the scene of carnage in what was such a peaceful place he thinks to himself I've lost my home once again. Once again I will be wanderer seeking redemption. He wonders if he will ever be able to find a home when where ever he goes the shadows of his past follow.



Race: wood elf

Age: unknown (basically I haven't decided)

Height: 5'8"




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