Born beneath the shimmering caverns of the Deepvale, Torinn was unlike any child his clan had ever known. On the night of his birth, the sacred forge-fires dimmed and the mountain itself groaned as though in mourning. Yet, when his first cry echoed through the halls, the faint glow of the divine returned—pure, golden light emanating from the child’s hands. The elders whispered of an ancient prophecy, one that spoke of a Chosen Child who would carry the blessings of the gods into a world on the brink of ruin.
As Torinn grew, the signs became impossible to ignore. Rivers near his home that had long since dried began to trickle again when he prayed. Seeds that had lain dormant for years sprouted at his touch. But with each miracle came a burden—visions of chaos, imbalance, and an unseen darkness gnawing at the heart of the world. Before he could be trained in the temple’s rites, tragedy struck: raiders and cultists of decay attacked Deepvale, seeking the child foretold in their dark scriptures. In the chaos, Torinn vanished into the wilds—his fate unknown.
“Heart of the Forge” – Torinn carries within him the living spark of creation itself. When his emotions surge, his presence can heal the wounded or scorch the corrupted. The divine within him is both blessing and curse—each use of his gift drains not only his strength but also shortens the time he remains mortal.