He has a secret that only few know. He is being watched, always, unseen,unheard. This secret is on the priority of global security. If only he knew what he was truely, what his secret is.
Created in a time of need, he was cast from the pride he was made to obtain, he is a warrior, and a leader.
A once noble man, he was tossed aside and tortured. He is an empty shell of what use to be Human.
A wonderer, a warrior. He is both cursed and blessed, he is feared and loved, but always misundestood.
Walking through the alleys of the docks district of town, you hear an old, mad beggar calling out for alms. He claims to be a god, cast out from heaven and stripped of his powers. The party passes, tossing a few coppers to him. In thanking them, the madman refers to incidents in their childhood or distant past which would have been all but impossible for him to know.