In a small Duchy east of Secumber lived Duke Digglion. The Duke ran his lands well enough kept his people safe and treated them fair for the most part. But the Duke was less than fair with the occasional chambermaid, or other young woman who struck his fancy. A young servant girl 20 years younger than him gave in to his advances and was pregnant. The Duke had lost his only son in a battle with a raiding group on knolls some years earlier, Thus making this new child if a son a contender for lordship of the land. The Duke's wife with help from many of the Duke's advisors had the woman killed. To avoid suspition it was to be done during the birth. The assassin hired (Centas) a greedy man killed the woman and took the boy to sell into slavery in Amn. The Duke was mostlyun bothered at the news of the accidental death of the girl and child and went on with his life as if nothing happened. The wife and all else who knew what they believed was the truth were happy all went well and the problem was solved.

The boy who was named Darias grew up in in slavery in Amn pre forming the most de grating physical task in the day and working as a pickpocket at night. Centas a friend of the slave owner visited many times through the next 18 years, constantly mocking Darias for his ill fortune. Every time he would tell the story would add more and more onto how much nobody wanted him and how easy he was forgotten.

One cold rainy night while working the streets of Amn trying to make his required amount of gold for his owner followed a well dressed but very old man into an alley thinking an easy mark. As he approach for a straight robbery not worried about silence or alarm giving the conditions of the night the old man began mumbling under his breath, and Darias was held motionless. The old man quickly began chanting more and pain went through his body causing Darias to drop to the floor as the now obvious wizard stood and laughed at him.

Darias awoke in a tower chained to a wall in the dalelands and was informed that he now was under the ownership of the wizard Sorent. The wizard put him to work on task of hurting and killing local farmers or townspeople who would not give the wizard what he wanted. Darias took to this task with great enthusiasm. He loved the kill but he loved the feeling of causing pain to the person, and then the sadness his family would likely feel knowing there husband and father would not be cominghome. Sorent began teaching him the ways of magic and showed much potential butit was clear Darias liked the blade to much. He reveled in the close kill.

Sorent enjoyed taking him all over the realms and spend days in town or city's getting to know everyone there. They would buy drinks for everyone, tell the most amazing stories and would be immediately loved by all. Until on the last night pick 2-3 people to brutally murder that would cause the most amount of suffering through town.

On one occasion Sorent was upset when a drunken celebration amongst a group of drunken farmers interrupted his meditation that he ordered Darias to unleash all the rage he had in him on this town. No one was to be safe, kill all he wanted. As the wizard watched in the midnight hour from the sky as his assassin moved from house to house looking more and more furies with each new house until the point when he came upon the stables of the inn and went inside. Sorent began to get impatient as he did not see Darias for some time. He looked with his magically enhanced vision but could not see Darias for over an hour until the abscense was broken with a burst of fire breaking out from the stables. Within minutes men were gathering to form a bucket brigade trying to put out the fire until another house irrupted in flames, and then another. One bye one every house and shop in the small town erupted in flames. And then when chaos was truly at its peak darias erupted blade in one hand and torch in the other stabbing or setting fire to all that came into sight until morning when nothing but a few smoldering ashes was all that was left and one small boy of 9 or 10 years still alive crying over his dead father. Darias walked calmly and cooly to him, plunged a dagger into the dead man's back and said to the boy "When I come back be ready". And walked to the edge of what was left of the town to see Sorent still half shocked and half amused. This would not be the last time Sorent would watch as Darias would butcher and burn entire villages leaving just a few young who would likely die days later from starvation or other perils.In his own twisted mind it was kinder than subjecting them to the slavery he had gone through.

Over the next couple years Sorent enjoyed Darias unending need for bloodshed, but also began to worry about how much longer he could keep him from turning on himself. The thought of killing Darias crossed his mind for a moment until he decided it would be much better just to take the leash off him an turn him loose on the world. He would watch from afar at the chaos that ensued. And to make sure he was able to achieve real chaos Sorent preformed a spell reaching into the shadow realm and pulled on the will of the shadows to infuse with Darias turning him into a Shade.

After turning him loose on the world Sorent felt it best to move his tower to someplace unknown to Darias. It would help him sleep at night.

Darias was left in the Dalelands still full of rage at everyone he ever knew and most of the people he has heard about. He knew he wanted revenge, but what would be the worst. Death would be to easy. They would have to suffer, everyone would have to suffer. But who would be first.