Circe was born long ago back before the rebuilding of the world. When the order was young, and the world knew little of the Goujen people. His training began when he was about fifteen when he first joined the order and left Windfell. Circe was to be the first of his kind ever admitted to the order. For his kind never really cared to leave the windmills and fields of wheat on the north western coast. Training came naturally to him as the toughest woman fighter in the order took him under her wing. She was not afraid or discouraged by the races unnatural strength that rivaled that of a rock troll. His feet were unsettled like loose sand, and he would have to learn how to fight.

Years passed and Circe overcame his master and surpassed her in rank. Never really taking on any students of his own he became an evangelist of his order. Taking on anything that dared to try his patience.