Larth was born to two Adunian parents. His parents loved him and his best comrade was their family dog, Rain. They were inseperable and it sparked his intense love for dogs. He almost cares as much for them as other human beings. His father was a blacksmith and his mother took care of him most of the time. His mother used to tell him about stories of the Adunian people, the creation of our people for instance. She told him about Harren en Sahai and how they both were formidable leaders that in the end joined forces to become one great kingdom. She also told him to never trust a Highlander, thanks to their rebellion. When Larth was 11, one night his house went up in flames, at least that's what he was told. His parents sadly died in the fire as well as their dog.
He was left alone in the world, he salvaged what he was able to, like a set of armour his father had made a week before his death. He decided he would wear that once he went his own way. his grandparents took him in and he grew up in their house. Located in a small village the house was small but cozy and they made sure he didn't need anything. Larth was troubled though, as he never quite knew how the fire started that killed his parents he couldn't accept it. His grandparents were devout New Adunian Creatorists which they tried to get Larth in on, which they didn't. He didn't buy all of it as he thought that if there was a god, his parents wouldn't have died. As he wasn't the best student he decided to try and become great in other areas. He started training to become the greatest fighter there was, which after a certain amount of time he thought he actually was, but in reality he was intermediate at best. His favorite weapon was the bow and he can handle his longsword too. In the village there was one other boy around his age, Tudran. They went around playing and with Tudran around he didn't think of the pain. It was a peaceful time.
When he was 18 sadly Tudran had moved away and his grandparents had both died of old age. They went peacefully and he got to say goodbye to them so those deaths he could accept at least. He then set on to a new adventure, hoping to meet new people, make friends and to discover more of the world by joining the army.
''Good day, sir! My name is Larth Silverarrow, pleased to make your aquaintance.'' he says after which he shakes the mans' hand. ''I have come here in search of adventure and a chance to prove myself as the great warrior I am. There are many things I have yet to see and experience, could you point me to the nearest tavern? That would be a tremendous help.'' the man points him to the nearest tavern and he says ''Thank you! I hope we meet again someday.''
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