As a child he grew up in debt as his father had borrowed money from a noble and ran away with it. The last Ivn heard of him he was going towards The Onyx Sanctum. Ivn‘s father also talked about human society, he was fascinated with them. Ivn was 17 and lived with his mother 82 and sister 2, in a small home on the outskirts of The Hegemony of Renelia. One day when Ivn came home from running an errand he opened the door to his small home and saw an assassin standing over the corpses of his mother and sister. All Ivn could do was stand there wide eyed, staring. The assassin stood there grinning, with the sound of laughter in his voice he said “Hello there kid! I got a message for you! You better find a way to pay off your debt soon or you might end up like these two!” Ivn walked forward towards his mother who laid in the kitchen, a knife in her hand. Ivn cried but through his tears he could only see the assassin, the knife in his mother’s hand, and red. Ivn grabbed the knife from his mother's hand and lunged at the assassin catching him off guard and stabbing him through the heart. With tears in his eyes and anger in his voice Ivn yelled “This is all his fault! I'm gonna find you old man!” Now 9 years later he wanders from town to town looking for the man he blames for his family’s death.
“Welcome!” He began. “What brings you to this lovely city? Adventure? Wealth? Or some grand aspirations to elevate your place in society?”
“I don’t know right now i just want to lie down and wait for the motion sickness to stop”
Even though he was a dark elf Ivn was a shade of green.
”Oh? Are you alright sir?”
”No, I want to lie down in a corner and die.”
”Oh no...”
”Oh wait!” Ivn pulls out a map. “Do you know where we are on this map?”
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