As a child Deacon spent many long hours in the great libraries in Ptolus.  He thirsted for knowledge.  It wasn't until he ran into a wizard that saw the eagerness in Deacon's eyes to learn that the wizard took him as an apprentice.  He showed him many of the intricacies of the arcane arts.  After many years of learning, Deacon was experimenting with certain components and spells when something went terribly wrong.  The spell was a new one in which he was forming.  It was a sonic boom that was supposed to make someone deaf.  The spell backfired and Deacon was damaged.  He sought care from many of the temples but none of their spells were able to bring back his hearing.  Thankfully, Deacon had trained hard and though he wasn't able to be totally clear in his incantations, he was able to form the words from his memory of their sound.

Deacon had actually been married once and his wife died in childbirth.  His daughter died at the age of 10 from a disease they couldn't cure.

Nowadays Deacon hangs around his 5 companions.  One of which is a little nearsighted and the other he a hulking Dragonborn fighter.  Two of the others are accomplished bards, and the last is an expert locksmith. They make quite the group when they are seen together and it seems nothing can split them up.

Deacon appears in robes of brown with gold embroidery. Down the front of the robe in that same gold trim appeared to be mystical symbols. His belt looked sturdy and serviceable but he carried no weapons upon it. A haversack hung from his shoulders and on his right hip. His shoes were sandals it appeared. On each of his hands was a ring, but they were relatively simple rings made of iron nothing fancy or of worth to most people. His only weapon seemed to be a magnificent staff he held.