Anton Ionescu was born and raised in Sandpoint. He matured in some ways quickly, and in other ways not at all. He felt constrained by Sandpoint. He wanted to see the world, and though he was bright, he wasn’t “wizard-bright.” All sorts of magic seemed inaccessible to him. So he signed up with the army in hopes to see the world.
What he saw, in his own words, was “A bunch of people in authority who liked arbitrary rules more than they liked both success and their own soldiers.” He served a frustrating, boring, limiting tour of duty with very little “action” or even “seeing the world” to be found at all. At his enlistement’s end, he decided not to re-up and headed home with no small bit of despondency.
However, the new temple was about to be opened and he’d always been at least semi-devout in his worship of Shelyn. That ought to be something. Besides, Varisia was filled with monsters that needed to be dealt with. The world could wait. Humbled, Varisia seemed pretty interesting.
Anton is athletic, strong, intelligent, and caring. He was both served and misserved by being a “gifted” kid. He’s a handsome young man, well built and with a kind face and easy smile. He’s good at fighting, but hasn’t really ever been tested or done so for a greater cause. Deep down, this is what he wants.
