Dalton was given to the monastery at Manaket when he was a baby, and never knew his parents. The monks there raised him and taught him the Way of Mankind's teachings of self-perfection, learning to be entirely self-reliant and proficient with the favored weapon of the monastery, the curved temple sword. Dalton threw everything he had into his training, and learning to become skilled with the blade was his entire life growing up. As a result, Dalton is uncomfortable in many social situations, and though he possesses an internal temperament that drives him to make friends, he just isn't very good at it.
As was custom with the monastery when an acolyte was judged ready, Dalton was sent away, to explore the world outside and meditate on achieving harmony with the self. He knew all his life that he would be forced to learn to survive entirely on his own, outside the monastery's walls, but it pained him to do so even still. He wandered the deserts of Rahadoum for a year, directionless, feeling as if he was accomplishing little even as he grew in strength and assurance in his monk forms. He was in Manaket once more, for the first time in a year, still dissatisfied with his travels within the desert nation. It was too empty, too homogeneous. He stopped for lunch at a gyro food stall, and sat down to eat, despondent.
From behind, coming from a table containing a large chess set where two old men were seated, Dalton heard tales of adventure and danger in the city of Magnimar. Choosing to take it as a sign, Dalton set off for Magnimar immediately.
Along the way, Dalton had many adventures with his fellows on the caravan. They survived deadly threats, overcame vicious foes, and experienced loss. When they arrived in Magnimar, however, their association ended, and Dalton was left alone once again. In search of companionship on his journey toward self-perfection, Dalton joined in an adventuring group that said they were going to Ravenmoor.
Appearance-wise, Dalton often goes about in a large, loose-fitting robe to block the heat of the sun from his skin, and also to keep heat insulated when he travels to colder climates. He has three paint markings on his chin coming vertically down from his lower lips, signifying his allegiance to his home monastery in Manaket. His face can only be seen in calm, social situations - in the field, Dalton usually keeps a section of his robe pulled across his face, obscuring everything below his eyes. If his robe is open, small shurikens can be seen neatly tucked into straps on his belt, as well as a temple sword hanging in a plain and unassuming scabbard.
