Cinder Radcliff/History

* Overview
* Skills & Abilities
* **History**
* Changelog
* Image & Misc.

## Backstory

Cinder was born and raised in a world by the name of Cergisia, where two massive continents was the home of many peoples belonging to ten nations. Of the ten nations he was a resident of The Nurathenysian Empire, which was a group of twelve kingdoms that had strong alliances. The Krilgox Kingdom was one of the twelve, located in the northern-most part of the empire deep within the polar circle. The Krilgox Kingdom was located directly above an active super-volcano called the Krilgox Caldera, with the kingdoms western territory being the home of his origin. The dense forests was his home, with himself and his extensive family all living in a large log-cabin a few miles northwest of a small remote town.

He was a born and raised lumberjack, having picked up the skills of his trade through the rigorous training his parents put him through. From chopping down a tree to splitting wood to honing his carpentry skills, he trained day in and day out to perfect his craft. Though part of it was a requirement to help around the house, he thoroughly enjoyed the praise and respect that his carpentry skills earned him. As he grew older and wiser his family slowly dispersed as new opportunities arose in different towns and cities throughout the kingdom, leaving him alone to his own devices at the age of 17. Though he had primarily honed his craftsmanship up to this point, it wasn't the only proficiency he had. His heritage also granted him control over fire magic, alongside being the chosen heir to the family heirloom with which his magic could properly prosper: Twelve Tungsten rods roughly 12 inches long and 2 inches wide. As he continued to grow older he made a point to become self-sufficient to the best of his ability, training both his magic and craftsmanship regularly while also making time to hunt, split firewood, clean the cabin, harvest herbs, visit the village market, and collect water to filter and boil before drinking or storing. During his spare time he made a point of reading through the extensive library his family had left behind in the basement archives, though despite the many years of living alone he never even made a dent in the seemingly endless repository of information his family left behind. He was well off to say the least, with the ghosts of his ancestors watching over him and keeping him company; still awaiting the return of a family that was never to come.

He suddenly awoke to an unusual serenity surrounding him, as wisps of glowing light surrounded him along with an endless realm of light; his ancestors nowhere to be found. Perhaps this was what death was, though the absence of his ancestors seemed a little unusual as they guided those that died before him into the afterlife. That was when he came face to face with what he assumed was a god.

## Current Life

Cinder now lives deep within the forest of a new world, though now his focus has diverted to exploring the world he and his log cabin have been brought into. He still practices his craftsmanship and magic prowess, though now he can be found selling his wares more frequently to the town he lives near; visiting the local pub from a drink and some info whenever he's in town.