On the day of the shadow, year of the lost helm, a human boy was born into the world of Thera and he was to be named Dielantha. He was born into the Darshiva family and with that came nobility. He lived the life every boy dreams of, wealth, a powerful family, but he still felt one thing was missing, his childhood. He was forced to spend most of his teen years studying politics, for his father was an advisor to the lord of the realm. He put up with this for most of his teens years for it was what his father wanted and his father claimed "it was for the better of the family" that he learned.

One sunny day while sitting in the courtyard watching the paladins perform there daily exercises and routines, he heard screams of horror and fright from outside the castle walls followed by the sounds of clanging armor and shouting men. Listening closer he heard one of the men shout "Secure the castle gates, we are under attack". After, he noticed a volley of arrows fly over the castle walls. Guards falling left and right, and then, the world went black.

What seemed liked centuries later, Dielantha awoke. He was quickly greeted by a large human man whom he had never met before. Scanning the room he realized this must have been some form of crude infirmary. The man stated that the castle was completely overrun by hoards of Orcs and Giants working together to bring the downfall of the kingdom. When he asked about his family the man just hung his head low and informed Dielantha they were killed in the battle. Tears welled up in his eyes at the news of this tragedy, he tried to sit up and that is when he realized he had taken an arrow to the chest during the fight. The man who had found him there, left for dead, is also the man who greeted him when he awoke, a Paladin of Thera.

So began my training as a Paladin.  I worked with the other Paladins who were left in rebuilding what little remains we had of our castle. After this I knew my time had come where I was to venture off on my own and study all there was about the light.  I traveled for many weeks and passed many cities, that is until I came across Midgaard.  I heard about the Paladin guild there and decided that this would become my new home. Quickly I realized my life of wealth and nobility was over, scrapping for what little money I could find just to buy a decent meal and a stable for my horse. As I grew in rank, I decided to take my life one step further and I joined the ranks of House Life.  I served faithfully in Life for many years of my existence, battling those who called themselves the Ancients. What seemed like day after day I perished fighting for what i believed in as Ancient would raid us to gain our precious seed.  As I served in Life, I sought out the shrine of Adorno and became one of his chosen as well.  I served in Life right up until the day when the two vile Immortals, Xurinos and Sagan raided while Adorno was asleep and destroyed the precious tree that we called home. After having our house disbanded, I found myself wandering Thera and protecting Life as best I could even though I no longer belonged to the house. One day while wandering the grassy plains of Thera, a bright light shone down on me and I was imbued with a new power, that of Immortality.

I now serve my days on one of the many seats of the Pantheon watching over Thera.