He is a 30 year old wild magic sorcerer who spent most if not all of his life in the Feywild.

From the age of five Dante and his twin sister (Eveline) have always been magically inclined and would use their magic to annoy each other and their parents. Mage Hand being their favoured spell to taunt each other with. One night the two kids were staying up late and had borrowed a book from their parents’ collection without their permission. After some incantation and spell work a portal appeared in the middle of the bedroom and Dante fell through, his last memory of that night is seeing his sister just stood watching with her hand held out towards him. (To save him or perhaps another reason he doesn’t know).
 
After the incident Dante found himself in a world unlike his own, a world of weird creatures, unusual rules and magic that he had never seen before. He walked for several days through these lands with no food, no shelter and no company. One night he was attempting to sleep in an opening at the base of a tree, when he was ambushed, tied up and thrown into the back of a cart. After some time, Dante was dragged out of the cart and thrown into a large pit, looking up he saw that he was surrounded by a variety of creatures he had never seen before, chanting, screaming and singing. Dante quickly spotted several other people also being thrown in whereupon there were all forced to fight each other for the creature’s amusement. Dante quickly found himself the target of several of the other people being the smallest he tried to run away but was grabbed and started to be beat. The next thing he remembered was him stood there with an amulet around his neck and his mage hand holding someone head under some water. A voice emanates through his head “I gave you want you wanted, I gave you the ability to withstand those that would do you harm. I shall claim my side of this deal eventually”. The bubbles stop and Dante is stood there covered in blood, water and a new unusual amulet.
 
After the fight Dante was taken in by a pair of creatures who worked on a farm. He lived with them, helped them work and grew to care for them and believed they cared for him. Until one night 20 years later he was woken by the farmers, they threw a bag at him and ushered him to the back door. Loud banging and chanting could be heard coming from the front door. He was told to run and hide, to get as far away from them as possible, so he ran. After running for a while, he turned back to see the house being torched and set a light, he wanted to go back but couldn’t so he kept running, where in his unfocused state tripped on a tree root and went falling down a hole under the tree.
 
He awoke to find himself on a solid stone surface. He got up and walked around, the place seemed familiar and had a warm yet cold feeling about it. He found himself drawn towards a building, he found himself stood in front of a large wooden door and before he knew it his hand was already knocking. A young woman who looked the same age stood before him. Her face went from happy to sad to angry in the matter of seconds. An alarm was rung and the sounds of guards could be heard, before he could say or ask anything he found himself running again to get away from this.
 
During his running he came across several other people that seemed to be heading somewhere so he stowed away along with them trying to just keep moving.

Age

30

Gender

Male

Eyes

Ice Blue

Hair

Brown

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Tan

Height

6ft 2