Misae was a quiet child, the orphan of parents well regarded by the tribe and raised himself with the occasional assistance of the village healer. By the time most young plainsmen were still struggling with their first hunt, he was both an accomplished hunter and highly knowledgeable in the use of the healing herbs. Quiet, serious, seemingly focused on some unspoken purpose, few might say they knew him but all respected him. As he grew older, Misae accomplished many great feats on warring trips and hunts. He was taken under the wing of the tribe’s shaman and taught the most secret rituals and the use of the rarest herbs in healing and in other less virtuous processes. He befriended a very young boy, an orphan like himself, named Tacata. As Tacata grew older, Misae taught him the ways of the hunt and the two became as close as brothers. Years later, Tacata had become the tribe’s war leader and though mature and accomplished in his own right, he still relied heavily on the much older Misae for guidance in all matters. Misae, knowing his influence, began to twist and manipulate Tacata to his own purposes, effectively leading the braves himself through the younger man.

When Misae met Elena, thought by many to be spoken for by the traitorous warrior and emissary Sopus, he fell immediately in love. So infatuated was he that some might think he lost all reason, as his courting of her appeared more an obssession that she naively tolerated rather than anything else. Few knew of the day that Misae forced himself upon her, or that that was the reason she had left the tribe. Still fewer knew that when Tacata banished her from the tribe, it was at the behest of Misae who had filled his head with viscious lies. His consuming love for the young woman had turns to a hatred that knew no bounds when she had returned to the tribe and told him she could not possibly be joined with him so long as the brave Sopus lived.

Over the years since Elena’s banishment, Misae’s already twisted and cold heart became profoundly bitter and his every thought was of revenge. Banishing her was not enough, he would see her suffer as he did. It was Misae that coerced Tacata, with little effort, to send the warriors that killed the white man Elena eventually wed. He has followed her ever since, always keeping to the shadows, watching her and waiting. His mind has slowly lost all reason, and his heart turned abruptly from all he once loved. Not only her, but against any sign of those things the shaman had taught him in his younger years, the years he had formerly considered his most at peace. Thus, on finding the “magic” tree in Kalaman, he believed the shaman himself had reached out beyond his grave and planted the tree to taunt him. His efforts to chop it down were futile, ending in a brutal attack by a follower of Chislev, Jenrodan. Hours after the attack, the few left in the square that assumed he was dead left him to the gods. He arose slowly and dragged himself to the woods, where he lays healing and planning his next attack on Elena and the tree.