Full Name: Burton Parker
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Long ago there was a lord, Lord Fervus, who was betrayed and murdered by those closest to him. The disrespect continued after his death, and his body was disgracefully discarded, heaved down an old dry well. His soul was so incensed by the betrayal his remains began to smolder, and eventually all that remained was his skull, burning eternally. It burned its way down deep into the earth, finally coming to a rest in some underground caverns.
Some time later, a studious craftsman sets out to find the resting place of the fabled lord. The craftsman was a wizard of sorts, able to imbue items with magical properties, and channel and amplify his hard-learned powers through intricate totems. He could even breath life into simple automotons to assist him with more mundane tasks. The tales of Fervus piqued his interest; a source of eternal flame offered many possibilities and applications.
After much study and searching, the crafty wizard eventually finds the skull - sitting there alone in the dark, resting on a glistening expanse of granite, and still burning. He carried the skull out of the cavern with some blacksmith's tongs as his mind flooded with plans for his newfound artifact.
Through his honed art the wizard was able to contain and control the persistent fire by turning the skull into a magic vessel. But there were unforseen consequences. The more time the wizard spent around the Fervus skull, the more hateful he became. He became prone to fits of rage, obsessed with fire, and fond of watching things burn. He began to forget himself. Increasingly, the wizard began to think HE was the spiteful lord, whos skull he held in his hand.
And so Fervus was reborn.
