Sir Ulric Thornstrom's origins are unknown to many for he used to go by another name, Raven. A terrible conflict led him from a metropolitan utopia to a foreign land rife with magic and terror.
The only thing he remembers from the conflict was the aftermath. A terrible and frightful storm enveloped his body and there were two screams and laughter. And then pain as it felt his body was being torn apart and put together again. He awoke in front of a giant tree with no clothing or belongings. He realizes that NuTon is no longer there in his head. He hears laughter and growling in the distance. "What...how did I get...where even am I?"
Four werewolves burst from the shadows to see the 6'4 chiseled man. Laughter erupts, "Long night at the pub... meat?" As he twirls his axe and snarls. The four beasts are each clad in robes, and each has axes. The albino beast with a scar over his eye approaches the man. "I at least want to know the name of our meal." The other three howl and chuckle.
The man pauses and slightly mutters,"Ra...Raven...I...where am I...and meal?"
Orion, the albino werewolf, motions to the other three, "Make it slow...make it painful. Humans...disgust me."
The first one leaps with a downward slash. It is stopped mid slash, and the blade starts moving backwards towards Blonde Fang, "How the?!" A yipe is heard as the blade cleaves him in two. Light erupts from Raven as two wings of energy form. He stands tall and motions to the black furred Blood Howl, "ahhhhhhhhhh!!!" His head twists backward until a loud snap is heard.
Orion motions for his number one to attack, and he just runs away. Orion mutters, "I do not know what you are, but you are still HUMAN AND YOU WILL...cough...what?" He starts levitating and choking. He drops his weapons and starts gargling and writhing....pawing at his throat as a loud snap is heard....he falls..crumpled to the ground.
Light retracts, and now just the glowing eyes remain. Something has changed him. He cannot feel the earth, but instead feels connected to something else...mystical. He loots Orion's belongings and robes until he can find a human settlement. He uses his SOAR training to stick to the shadows.
Days of survival in the foreign woodlands, he eventually arrives in a settlement in Gräuhaven, where he gets proper robes and a more fitting battleaxe after trading in and selling the belongings of the werewolves to the local merchants. He decided to go by a more proper name for the area and one borrowed from his favorite Saturday Morning Cartoon, "Sir Ulric Thronstrom and the Waveriders." He decided it was best he go by that name and become a sellsword...and help those in need, for more terrors lurk in the Schattwald woodlands.
