Tadryth’s parents were both loving and doting. His parents were devout believers and shamans thus he himself also know the names of Gods and worships them. He grew up in the city of Renelia there he learned how to read, write, speak, hunt and all other necessities of living. He never ventured out of the city’s borders thus he grew curious of what’s outside the borders of Renelia. At the age of 25 he was granted permission to leave the city and is now travelling in seek of knowledge and experience. He ventures to different cities human, orc, dwarf, and other elven cities. He loves learning new things like languages and the behavior of other races. After learning alot from his travels he goes back to the city of Renelia to share his knowledge to his fellow people. His faith mainly resides with Luara The Goddess. He has also visited the city of Kal'Varoth and there he grew fond of the Dwarven folk. He also learned a bit about their culture and the way they speak. However when he tried to visit the Orc city of San'Strok he was denied entry and was pushed away. With humans however they were very friendly and accepting folk he often goes to the bustling market square of Oren to buy some fine material.
“Thanks for the welcome good sir”,”I’m on my way to the market for some equipment” Tadryth answers. “Equipment aye?”, “I know just the place for ye, go straight from here and take a left turn you’ll see a sign with a big hammer on it, one of the best smithies round these parts” The gentleman said to Tadryth with a grin. ”Why thank you good sir, I shall be on my way now” Tadryth thanks the gentleman with a smile and goes about his way. As Tadryth walks around the town he is awestruck by the various races and creatures that he has never seen before. After walking for a few minutes he reaches the smithy and goes inside. ”Welcome what can I do for ye?” Tadryth looked at the counter there stood a man with a long beard and strong looking arms. ”Are you the smithy that runs the shop?” Tadryth asks the man. ”I sure am, what ye lookin’ for?” the shopkeeper asks. ”Just some light armor and maybe a short-sword”. ”Aye, comin’ right up”. As the shopkeeper goes and fetches the armor Tadryth looks around the shop and sees a black suit of armor hidden behind pieces of armor. He carefully picks it up and he looks at it with awe the pattern is amazing and he’s never seen such fine lines before. When the shopkeeper returned he asks for this suit of armor. The shopkeeper then answers ”That one’s no good, most folk don’t wear black armor because they all seem to be cursed”. ”I’ll still take it” Tadryth says to the shopkeeper while still looking at the black armor. ”I’ll give it to ye for free I’ve been wanting to get rid of that armor for awhile, but be careful that armor is different from most, don’t say I didn’t warn ye” The shopkeep replies. ”Okay, Thank you”. Tadryth leaves the store and waves at the shopkeeper with a satisfied looking face.
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