Rodrik was a special human. He was not born into the mortal world. He was given the chance to live among the Eldarin before being expelled by those who were supposed to be his friends and allies.
Rodrik was found abandoned as a baby in the elvish woods outside of the elusive fey world. He was found by kind and caring Eldarish woman named Raina. Although Rodrik would soon know her by a different name, mother. His mother took him to her home in the Eldarin capital of Astrazalian. Rodrik grew up by his mother’s side learning all he could. Although he was a human he was accepted into the world of the Feys. As he became a teenager he soon picked up the sword and worked hard so that one day he could join the Sword Guard. The Sword Guard were the Elite fighters of Astrazalian, They were given the honor to protect Astrazalian from all threat that may arise, internal or external. During his first exam at the age of 14, Rodrik was far above anyone of his age and could stand toe to toe with those 10 years older than him. Sir Beleg, Captain of the Sword Guard took notice to Rodrik’s potential. He accepted Rodrik into the Sword Guard as his protégé, the youngest in 3 centauries. Fast forward seven years, Rodrik had risen to the top of his class with the aid of Sir Beleg. He was well liked by all of his comrades.
“Rodrik come here my boy, I am getting old… you are the best the Sword Guard has to offer… I will be stepping down soon; I want you to take my place as Captain of the Guard.”Rodrik was so honored by his mentor’s offer he accepted. He would be the first non-Eldarin Captain of the Sword Guard ever… but it was not meant to be. Sir Beleg prepared Rodrik for the role he would take, Rodrik learned discipline and honor. After three years of his personal training, Rodrik was ready to take his oath. “Here my boy, no Captain is complete without a sword.” Sir Beleg handed Rodrik his own personal sword, Aranroth. Rodrik took his oath to the cheer of many!.. But not all were happy about the first human captain…
Weeks into his new position there was word that goblin bandits were terrorizing a road on the outskirts of the Fey. Rodrik took his 4 best men with him to investigate. When they arrived there were no goblins… Rodrik was tricked. He was knocked out by his allies. He awoke stripped and tied up. They beat him and wiped him as if he was a criminal. They spit on him saying no human was better than an eldarin and that he would never again see his home. He was beaten until he passed out in pain he woke up days later on the outskirts of the Fey World. He had his sword and his armor… and a note.
My captain my captain, when you awake you will have been gone from Astrazalian for over a week. We want you to live with the shame that you can never return to your home or see your bitch of a mother’s face once more. Sir Beleg died of a broken heart days after hearing of your “desertion.” That is the price you pay for going above your position.
If he was indeed gone for a week he would be considered a rogue, deserting his post. The punishment of which was death. He could never return home. So he set his sites on his new home, the mortal realm. He spent the next eleven years moving from place to place helping whoever he could, honing his skills. Until one night he heard a large battle take place not far from where he camped. He went to investigate. He found a graveyard of what seemed to be the people of the dream realm, Kalashtar. Knowing that the Kalashtar were a peaceful people he began to search for survivors. He eventually stumbled upon a young woman… alive. He took her back to his cave and nursed her back to health. It did not take him long to see she was bitten by a vampire. She eventually woke up from her coma and that is where our story begins.
“Good morning vampire my name is Rodrik, I have been nursing you back to health. Do you have a name?” She answered, “My name is Wakelynne…”