Solomon Bash is not from the Land of the Rosen King. Where he grew up, the marcher lords held supreme power, martial law against the spread of chaos and undead. When he was 16, he joined the Imperial Legions, performing back breaking labour on roads, aquaducts, and other infrastructure, all the while keeping the undead at bay. He did this for four years, until he found his faith in Ferri Androthus when the Brotherhood came, bringing light and fire to the encroaching shambling army.

It was in contemplation that he was imbued with the clerical powers by his god. Though perhaps too much, for holy light bursts from him randomly. Still, he serves his god well and with purpose, and accepted his task, making the long trip to Torrine.