Malric Kindhell

Birth and Abandonment in the Empire

Malric’s story begins not in fire or prophecy, but in cowardice and fear. His human parents—nobles from the Truscan Vale, a fertile region dotted with vineyards and ancient estates—conceived him during a secret affair involving infernal pacts. When he was born bearing the unmistakable crimson skin and curled horns of a Tiefling, the scandal was too great to risk. To preserve their name and wealth within the Dwendalian social order, Malric was left under the cover of night at the gates of a distant monastery near Zadash, where it was believed the monks of the Cobalt Soul might raise him with more mercy than the Empire would show.

The monks took him in—more out of curiosity and duty than love. He was raised among scrolls, scriptures, and endless lessons. Though he was treated fairly, he always felt like an outsider—a curiosity in ink-stained halls. Malric found solace in the rituals of worship and meditation, and he bonded with a junior monk named Brother Aramis, who became a father figure. Aramis introduced Malric to the teachings of Raei, the Everlight, a goddess of redemption and peace—not often spoken of in the Empire, where the worship of the Lawbearer and the Platinum Dragon dominated.

Malric’s exposure to Raei’s forbidden faith planted seeds of empathy and radical forgiveness. Even as his cleric powers began to manifest, he questioned the doctrine of the Cobalt Soul—who wielded knowledge as a blade to expose and destroy criminals and dissenters. Malric believed in healing, not judgment.

Exile and Excommunication

At age 22, Malric’s moral divergence reached its peak. He defied orders to turn in a fugitive scholar accused of smuggling banned texts from the Kryn Dynasty. Malric found the man, listened to his story, and let him go—believing the man was sincere in seeking peace. When the monks discovered his disobedience, they branded him a heretic. Brother Aramis tried to intercede, but was silenced by the elders.

Malric was offered one chance to recant his beliefs. He refused.

He left the monastery in quiet dignity, clutching only his holy symbol and a satchel of journals, cast into a world that saw him as a traitor and a pariah. Yet, despite his excommunication, Malric never lost his connection to the divine. He continued to pray to Raei in secret, and the divine magic answered.

Bounty Hunter on the Road

Malric discovered his talent for tracking people almost by accident. On the road to Rexxentrum, he encountered a caravan guard who recognized his monastic robes and asked for help finding his kidnapped daughter. Malric succeeded in not only finding the girl, but also persuading her captors to surrender, rather than slaughter them. The girl’s father paid him handsomely—and word spread.

Over the next six months, Malric became known as a bounty hunter who gives his targets a choice: surrender, and he will advocate for their clemency. Resist, and he will bring you in, bruised but alive. His success rate is high, but his name is polarizing.

Some call him "The Purple Mercy"—a devil-faced priest who offers forgiveness with one hand and chains with the other. Others believe he is a hypocrite, using peace to justify violence. Still others whisper that his power is not divine, but infernal, and that his compassion is a ruse.

Malric ignores the rumors. He walks his path in silence—guided by dreams, strange omens, and a moral code carved from rejection and hope.