Following the death of his father from fighting on Vailor. Venddrus’s mother, despite being injured and burdened with child, traveled with the decendants into Axios. Determined to give her child a life far away from the fires of war. However even with all of her will and determination, she did not make it through child birth. Leaving behind a young Venddrus in the care of a small nomadic group of hunter gatherer dark elves who were descendants of the Warhawkes. Who against his mother’s wishes brought him up away from society, and trained him in the ways of war. Of sword and bow, shadow and stealth. Eventually on the eve of his 100th birthday; Venddrus decided to abandon the only home he ever knew, and travel with the descendants into this strange new land now known as Atlas. Saying goodbye to the group of elves that had cared for him for so long he walked off into the night, making sure to grab his bow as he set forth on his new adventure.

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