Born to an unknown couple and abandoned in the sands Raz was raised by human nomads of the deserts near Amol-Kalit. He grew up as a simple kind hearted draconian among the caravans where he was accepted and loved as one of their own. His deep love for family and desire to help those weaker than him colored the majority of his youth. While his capability for intense violence was frightening to his family he never once put any of them in danger and learned to control his animal instincts and combat skill from his extended family.

Raz would likely still be living happily among the caravans had slavers from an unknown employer not attacked the nomads while they rested at a large desert oasis. Raz being well known had been lured away by an earlier raid when the main force struck. When raze returned the only things that remained were corpses and ash.

Raz systematically hunted down and murdered the slavers in many and varied ways over the next several years until the former slave ring had been completely destroyed.

Now without purpose or direction, Raz sells the only skills he feels he has that are worth anything, murder and death.