He was born in the Isles of Almenor, to relatively normal parents. He quickly took up the art of working with precious metals and leather at a young age. He lived a relatively peaceful life with his parents until he grew tired of Almenor. He wanted more in life than just be an armourer till the end of his days. He gathered enough coin to buy passage to Vortice.
In Vortice he returned to blacksmithing and leatherworking, ultimately mastering it, making various high quality gloves and pieces of armor.
With the somewhat large amount of coin he made, he could now do whatever he wanted. But he was still not pleased, he was happy, yes. But moving to another nation and restarting his life was not what he sought after.
He gathered all his belongings, sold it and bought a spot on a merchant ship, the destination unknown, hoping wherever he's going would make him pleased..
He stopped and offered the gentleman a gentle nod, scanning his attire. "Well, I'm not quite sure yet? This is all quite new to me." He said as he looked around with his mouth wide open, he has never seen something like this in his life. "I thank you for your time, kind mister. I'll let you know what brings me to this city once I'm sure of what brings me here myself." He reached out to shake the man's hand, and then shortly after departed.
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