Adorel comes from a small village located in the former kingdom of Courland. His dad was head of the guard and his mother was in charge at home. Adorel was not like others in the village his parents saw this at an early age.
At the age of five it was common in the village to get basic education from the village elders. Adorel wanted to know more of the world he called his home. But not even three weeks have past and Adorel became less and less interested in the village. He wanted to know more of the entire world not just the island. Two years past by and Adorel skipped school more and more Playing with his tree best friends. Aurora Hunkeland, Willam frienfies, and Hanz koppelrad. They dreamed of going to the sea and find new places. At the age of eight the basic combat and survival training would Comense this was because the lack of a proper army and the guard was not up to the task of holding off most enemies. another five years went by and all went well till there was no food left to hunt no fish left to fish. the elders couldn't come to a conclusion and his village became divided. he had to leave his friends behind. Open arriving at the new location he became bitter and didn't want anyone to bother him.So he left his parents eyesight often and went into the forrest to be alone. after a year he became a hunter and used his previous gained skills to the test. He was not good with his given bow. at his fifteenth birthday his father gave him the axe that belonged to his great grandfather who fought during the Riga war. he thanked his dad and soon he started to train hunting with his axe. it was hard at first but after Half a year he became very good with it. Now sixteen he was recruited by his dad (bit forced) to join the guard. He refused at first but after a heart warming talk with his mother he accept his dad. At training to put it blunt he sucked at almost everything. Sword fighting, no. archery, no. Not even bare hand fights. He became sad and angry that not one thing went right. one night he went into the forest and looked at the full moon thinking if his old friends had it just as difficult as him. He looked at his axe and begane training not by hunting but by challenging his dad every night. At the age of seventeen his was a strong and brave lad. a stubborn one but stil kind. His seventeenth year of life was not an easy one he lost his mother due to a fever and his dad became a drunk. he himself became bitter and lest for the forest once more. Now an adult he went home greeted his da and left the village to find his friends and to try forgetting about his mothers passing.

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