Vaelor used to be a mercenary finding solace at the end of a blade , a bottle , and a whip. He joined a campaign to fight against the Wound and the creatures that came out of it. He fell and was a out to be killed and he did something hes never done. Prayed. He prayed to anyone that would listen. And someone did, he lost all the experience and power he once had.

He was born again. Holier and wiser. Living not for himself but for others.