Lucius Caligari’s curving, ram-like horns, cloven feet, deep red skin, and spaded tail leave little question as to his ancestry: Tiefling. Born to elven parents in the formerly Chelish city of Kitargo, Lucius was abandoned soon after his birth.
“From what I learned, they were scholars and diabolists, and I was no doubt a message to them, a sign that they had learned too much, had gotten too close to some infernal truth. Knowledge comes with a price after all, especially the most diabolic.”
He was raised in an orphanage for Tieflings run by the Cloven Hoof Society in the aptly named Devil’s Nursery, a Tiefling slum in Kitargo.
“Pitborn, Grimborn, and Hellspawn all crammed together, can you imagine? It was like growing up in the Worldwound, only with more prejudice.”
Wanting a better life for himself, and feeling the pull of the open road, Lucius left Kitargo for the big city of Absalom, making it as far as the seaside town of Otari.
“Here I’m not simply another damned Tiefling. Here I can play the role of the “mysterious outsider”, the handsome devil with a heart of gold, and who doesn’t love that?”
Looking to take advantage and profit from his presumed infernal connections, Lucius used the hedge magic he had gleaned from his time in the Devil’s Nursery and set up shop as a fortune teller, giving advice, and selling magical charms and talismans. Soon folks were coming to him for insight and divine, albeit diabolic, guidance. For really, who else to turn to if you wish to know whether your enemies and rivals will ever get their comeuppance?
“What’s that old saying, better the devil you know?”
