Mark Tamhira Vagna is a young human from the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska Highlands. He's the only son of Fathie Vagna, a farfolk from Ves(where he inherited his darker skin), and Frankus Vagna, a Haeseni and an ex member of The Brotherhood Of Saint Carl. During his early years, Mark was always closer to his mother, and always a bit more distant from the people of the Highlands. He'd often dance around, pick up and play with the few flowers and have fun playing pretend with other girls of the village. His mother taught him how to play the flute, how to tend and care for the ill, and read a few books from time to time. Meanwhile his father would grow ever so angry that his boy was growing ever so sissy. He'd try and take on hunting trips or helping the little farm around the house, but he never developed as much strength as his fellows. Instead, he'd focus on agility and a bit of literacy. After his mother's death by a wild boar attack, his father started blaming Mark for her death - which lead Frankus to have various nervous breakdowns as well as violent incidents. This ended up with the son too have violent incidents, and one day, after getting increasingly angry, he beat one of his friends. From that day, Mark swore he will try and never resort to violence ever again. Once he turned 18, he snuck out of the house, with a cloak, his old flute, some bread and a desire to find a place where he fits that he can call home.
He likes his hair long, and prefers his second name to the first one, as it's the one his mother have him.
"Good day to you, good sir" - Tamhira forwards his hand, offering a handshake. "I'm here because curiosity brought me" - Tamhira replies - "I've heard good things about this city. I'll stay here for a while, see if those voices were right."
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