Wessidion

Wessidion, born Wessidion O' Gransax, is a baron of House Gransax and resides in Gransax Manor in Instour. He is an accursed human male with an unsightly anatomy. His eyes are like ghastly embers and his insides are burnt to black. He wears a glass helmet to muzzle the curse and to prevent it from affecting others.

He claims to be mentally sound, but he's often been called mad for how he embraces his curse in spite of the gods. He claims its benefits outweigh its costs, and he would happily spread the curse to others who could appreciate it for what it is.

Early Life
Wessidion is of Mariner heritage, so he grew up sailing the seas and speaking Mariner's Tongue. Though his parents are unknown, it can be assumed that one of them was the previous head of House Gransax. Since his youth, Wessidion would follow the Gransax way of hunting oceanic treasures for their value and power.

Not long before he was cursed, he and a distant relative attempted to found their own town within the swamps of Nieden. However, not long after was the town evacuated and abandoned. Its ruins stand to this day.

The Curse
When he was 25, Wessidion was determined to create a craft that could sail the Nether's seas of lava. During a nearly successful voyage through the lava seascape, his improvised lavacraft would suddenly fail, leaving him stranded and alone deep in the uncharted nether.

For days did he try to backtrack to civilization, but all he found was the endless heat that would char his lungs and scorch his eyes blind. But rather than feeling hopeless for himself, he was filled with unfettered rage. He denigrated every deity he could name for allowing him such a fate, when he had so many years of exploration left ahead of him.

Entertaining this little outburst, an unknown deity used a curse of flame to aid his condition. His ability to see and breathe would return, but at the cost of fire being sewn inside his body and burning within him forever. The curse had also stole his ability to age, for his flesh as the flame's fuel should not perish naturally. Wessidion could now see the gods for who they were, and he saw the curse as an enlightenment rather than a punishment.