Nameless and naked he wandered the world until the Master of Past and Present whispered his pseudonym--Raistlin Vere-Fane. Raistlin was born in the Finger Lakes Region of upstate New York on a farm with over 80 horses long in the tooth. He has an older brother and a younger sister. His father talked to cows and farmers on the radio, gave rides in a sleigh festooned with jingle bells and poured cheap beer as the proprietor of a tavern named the Junction--where there's always a function. And then vanished. He rode west following the sun and turned up on a Navajo reservation cowboying and teaching earth science. Raistlin's mother moved to Syracuse and married the Iceman, founder of Ice Systems of America. When he was still a child he discovered a time-machine in the wood-cellar/wine-cellar/bomb-shelter, crept through cretaceous jungles and was bowled over by a charging pachycephelsaurus, gored by a frenzying stygimoloch when he mistakenly wandered into its spawning grounds, feasted on the precious eggs of an archeaopteryx, ancestor to birds, and was nearly sacrificed by an Aztec priest-king millions of years later. Escaping through Time, in a malfunctioning time machine (but that's another story), he ended up on a dark planet, a wasteland resembling Earth with canceled skies under a black pall. At the end of a long basalt road half-buried in shifting sands and marked with ancient standing stones Raistlin encountered a dark tower and a stranger in black with hourglass eyes. He stopped traveling in time after that and only does it now, on rare occasions, when he's got time.
He studied in Britain and lectured at the M.I.T of China.