Backstory!

This is the journal/diary of my latest Pathfinder Society Character! A young Wizard named Atrim Archaenas.

A youth gifted with magic, Atrim was raised in the city of Niswan, on the isle of Jalmeray to Taldan parents who fled their homeland after Atrim's father was accused of treason. His parents died by his own hand when Atrim lost control of his magic while at sea, fleeing from Taldan assassins. A Chelish Sorcerer named Ishtarim recognized the dormant power that lay within Atrim's spirit. Ishtarim offered Atrim sanctuary and learning with him in his private tower on the Chelish border, watching over Isger, the Thrall of Cheliax. Without his parents, and nowhere left to call home, Atrim gladly accepted the help of a man with power akin to his own. After a few years of devoted studies, Atrim began to notice the dark arts surrounding his mentor. Over time, Ishtarim revealed more and more of his dark magic to his young protégé. Atrim knew of the diabolists of Cheliax, and the chaos they wrought, from his time in the monasteries of Jalmeray and would not stay a month longer in the company of such a detestable man. Atrim waited until his mentor was once again summoning nether beings in the infernal tongue, cunningly he attacked Ishtarim with a flurry of blasts, enough to break Ishtarim's concentration. The hold the infernal language had on the demon was broken and the very presence of Hell began to fill the chamber. Atrim fled, knowing there was no escape for his former mentor. Ishtarim's screams of agony filled the tower as Atrim descended into the plains of Eastern Cheliax with naught but his spellbook by his side. Now the young Wizard, barely a man, has set course for Absalom, where he hopes to join the ranks of the Pathfinder Society and discover his own path along the way.