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Varlyn was a born to a group of magi-lovers, running away from their past. The boy grew up with a few things in his mind, to never trust anyone, to learn both the blade and the spell, and to always look for himself. His family traveled all over to find a place where they could be free, but this never came. His family was killed by a group of bandits outside a local village. Varlyn was forced to run, not knowing his destination ahead. He found a camp of burly men south of the Dominion of Malin, one of the withdrawing their axes on the sight of the young of the boy. They'd look at each other till one of the leaders allowed him into their camp, giving him board for the night and the many nights after. 

Eventually, the men took him in, he traveled with them and took interests in certain areas, one of them being the magic. He wished to learn magic as one of the men referred to it as "The bane to any warrior's existence". The boy however, never ended up learning the craft, instead mastering the blade. His years were spent getting coin with the men, but eventually, he left the men in sight of a bigger picture. He found himself being a squire to a hedge-knight travelling the lands. He found that the man was quite odd, bearing no sigil and wearing black cloaks with plate under. He eventually followed the man into a cavern in quest of a magical item they could sell, but he then was turned upon and found himself with necromancers wishing to sacrifice him. He struggled against them, but eventually thrown into a prison cage. Days would past, but one day, a group of brigands kill the magi and let the Varlyn go with a fee of 100 gold coins. His journey is not over, and he seeks to find more of the world in the time to come.