Afon Lynn

Physique
Afon stands at an average five foot eight, and weighs a comparatively light 120lbs, gear and clothing included.
His body is decorated with gnarled and twisted scars and wounds, clearly having survived more than his share of battles and injuries. The most prominent being the scar across his face, leaving his right eye blind, and the one across his gut, a disemboweling wound. 
His skin is pale, and pink for an undine, save for his arms and legs, both coated in thick, inky black from elbow down, and knee down. His white hair hangs in stringy lengths, down to his mid-back. 
He's usually found in simple, peasants clothing, often shirtless to show off his scars. 
Personality
Afon is unpredictable to say the least, acting on base instinct or whim, it's hard to tell which. He tends to be easygoing, focused on his arts, both martial and fine. 
That said, if he feels slighted, he's more than capable of following an enemy to the worlds end to seek his pound of flesh, either figurative or literal. 
Backround
The people of his home village believed him to crawl straight from the worldwound. He was found wandering the woods near the village of daylight, not but a few years old. The town's church took him in, and he was a hellion right from the start. He'd get into fights with other children, and even some of the adults. 
When he finally murdered one of the town's drunks, the church sent him away, to a temple of Irori, hoping they could get him to focus this energy. It worked for a time, the church of Irori bringing the boy up to his adulthood, all while training him in the martial arts, helping to give the, now man, focus.
Sadly for the temple, due to some slight, that Afon has now forgotten, that temper raised it's head again. He killed six of his fellow monks before he was subdued, only for him to later escape their custody later that night. 
He fled into the countryside, and came upon a Lamashtan cult. They valued his strength, horrible as it was, and he quickly rose in the group, training its members to fight, before his new goddess blessed him with horrible nightmares. These nightmares tasked him with finding and recovering the holy weapons: Redlust and Chillheart, or, as the case was on the material plane the daughters of those weapons. 
His quest leads him across Golarion, leaving a trail monsters and corpses in his wake, the Lamashtan priest eventually coming to Absalom, before running into a dead end in his search.