Lyferrun - Unlikely Beholden

Lyferrun holds true to his title simply because he is a scholar through and through. He never had dreams of adventuring and gaining riches. It's all about the calm environment of a dusty library and research of old ruins and civilizations. But that's not where this High Elf finds himself... He quakes the battlefield with tendrils from his patron, lashing out against those who threaten him or what his patron regards as "curious".

Background - The High Elf was an awkward recluse, spending most of his extended life buried in books and documents regarding the "World Before" as he had named it. The time where Primordial forces roamed the shifting landscape; unhindered, unaware that the path they walked carved mountains and scooped out oceans.

Living in Ascore in the far north, the ocean was something Lyferrun had never seen before. Obsessed by the concept that something could have been so eminence to have designed and create the oceans themselves, he read every scrap of paper that mentioned the ancient primordial responsible, seeking if it even had a name.

During a particularly long session in the deepest part of an Arcane Library, Lyfferun came across something that could only be described as bizarre. It was in an old and broken form of the primordial language. It took the High Elf hours to even decipher a partial song regarding "The Endless Lord".

Falling into his Elven trance with this tattered book laying open in front of him, he finished the song one last time. The song was a chant, a way to reach out the the Endless Lord.

In his state of trance, the chant he discovered echoed in his mind like an endless quiet hum as a voice gently caressed his consciousness. "Be my eyes... Be my ears... Let me learn though you the world I can not see..."

It's totally up to you as far as how you want to handle the remaining of Lyferrun's story! It's clear that he agrees, but to what end? Who is this "Endless Lord"? Is he a nefarious entity? Or one that truly has no ill will and wants to learn about the world they are so absent in? The choice, and the story, is yours!