The Lore of Druid Tundror of the Waste

Tundror was born into an occult enclave of wizards in an area known as “The Waste”. From an early age, Tundror displayed a remarkable ability to perform magic most older wizards couldn’t. Tundror felt misunderstood by his peers, and many of them were jealous of his natural talents. This resulted in a very lonely childhood, and Tundror felt anger and resentment towards those that mistreated him. He would often get in trouble with his mentors for using magic to punish those who bullied and teased him. He graduated at an early age and decided to begin his journey in the Runiverse alone.

In his early quests, Tundror became more and more attracted to dark magic. He thought it would be the key to having all those who hated him now love him - and if not, fear him. Thanks to his exceptional magic ability, the wizard quickly acquired ornate items of magic that enhanced his power. He found a familiar to aid him in his journey: a field dog that tracks pieces of occult and arcane magic that were rumored to be lost to the forces of nature. Within months, the wizard acquired a powerful robe of shadows and learned a spell that allowed him to conjure an emerald staff from nothing but a splinter of wood.

One unfortunate night, in the depths of a cave at the outskirts of the Runiverse, Tundror came across a strange rune - one he vaguely remembered reading about in one of the books at the Great Library. The rune spoke softly, calling those with good intentions to come forward. Unable to resist its pull, Tundror stepped forward to take the rune, and in doing so was cursed. His face was transformed into the visage of a werebeast. Upon escaping, everyone he came across fled in terror, and he was unable to return to normal civilization again.

With all this great power - and anger - Tundror now travels the Runiverse as a dark wizard, spreading mayhem and chaos everywhere he goes.

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