Long ago, in the land of ogra; deep in the tepid swamp, lies the ruined city of Bulinia. As history tells it, the Bulin people were very docile and content with their lives. That is, of course, until the coming of Barak.
He was born on a mid-summers night. Some say it was the full moon's fault, while others believe his mother was cursed, but Barak, himself, says that his mother's affair with Gruz- the god of disguest and misery- created the malevolent child everyone called Barak the Beast.
Barak's mother kept her pregnancy a secret, and even took precautions to give birth outside the city, so none could witness the birth. At first, she took care of the infant, but, later-on, he became uncontrollably mischievous.
Excuse me, I am getting ahead of myself. Where was I, oh yes, yes.
It is said that his mother first called him Barak the Beast. This is because of his dark hair that covered much of his arms and legs, and the small growl that he would give when angry.
As a child, Barak would raid merchants to steal their food, fish with his bare hands, and even tried to fly a couple of times. He landed on his head, the second time, keeping him unconscious for two days.
The childeren of the area also played pranks on him; teasing him about his looks. Once reaching puberty, such innocent pranks dissolved into all out attacks. They would beat him and take whatever he possessed; even his clothes. An anger and passion slowly brewed inside.
At the age of 18, Barak began developing natural powers, His mother was his only support back then. She guided him and taught him different ways to use his gifts. She kept him from losing control.
One night, a band of young farmers attacked his home, while he was away hunting. They have been victimized by carnivorous animals that ate their live stock. Instead of dealing with the problem, they blamed Barak the Beast. Enacting their revenge, the farmers destroyed his home; burned it to the ground with his mother inside. Hoping to have caught him sleeping, the farmers were fear stricken when a howl roared through the night.
By daylight, all the inhabitants of Bulinia were slaughtered. Not a single animal, nor person was left standing, except for Barak. To this day he roams the swamp and surrounding countryside searching for any that resemble the inhabitants of Bulinia; attacking any that cross his path.
It is said that the spirits of the young men still haunt his mind; causing him much distress and anger. They seem to be tormenting him until his final breath.