John Johanna was found abandoned on the steps of a monastery, an unusual child with silver hair, which they took as a sign. They were a strict order, who instilled in him a fanatical obedience to his god. As time went on he became somewhat of a recluse, people avoided him as he claimed his god talked to him directly.
In Johns earlier years he would often stand in the market square, reciting old prophecy's about the end of days, preaching judgement on the wicked. On more then one occasion this lead to him being run out of town by the fed up townsfolk.
As time went on he became more reclusive, and the voice in his head started convincing him he was chosen to bring the righteous wrath of his god down on his enemies. One day, when preaching, a particularly vocal heckler started to slam his god as a false god. without even blinking he walked over to the nearby smithy, grabbed his hammer and crushed the mans skull in one blow. snapping out of it he realized he was in danger and fled to the monastery where he pleaded for his life.
The Monks took pity on him, and in the dead of night (for they knew his life was forfeit) sent him away with a few meager scraps of food to perhaps find better fortune out in the world.
Still dragging behind him the blacksmiths hammer he still clutched with a deathgrip he departed to forge a life elsewhere, for now the voice in his head silenced with shock of what had happened...