Morgan Lyrandar was born a minor noble in the city of Cassomir. Morgan was fascinated with storms ever since he first witnessed one as a very small child. He looked out the window of his house with awe, not even flinching at the loud claps of thunder that sent even his older brother diving under the covers. He has always longed to become one with the storm, scaring the wits out of his parents by running outside during them. He prayed to both Gozreh and Nethys for his wish to be granted and in the end it was Nethys who really answered nearly 40 years later. During a storm more powerful than Morgan had ever seen, he thought he saw a black and white mask through the rain. Never one to fear the fury of nature, Morgan went outside to investigate. He had just barely stepped outside when a bolt of lightning slammed into him, although he was hurled 60ft through the air and was knocked unconscious, he was not injured at all. Morgan only had words in neat handwriting seared into his mind. They read " Go to the city called Absalom, there you will find a Cathedral made from the stones of fallen stars. Do what you must to enter that Cathedral. Only the power of the Starstone can grant your wish" Morgan packed his bags and set off on the first ship to the city at the center of the world. Upon arriving, Morgan quickly found out very few actually survived the Test. Steeling his resolve, he called out to the storm and to Nethys, and jumped. A violent gust of wind hurled him across the gap towards the shining Cathedral. After that, Morgan blacked out and woke up in a place called Haven.
