Aearion was born into a modest yet controlling high-elven family in Fenn. Even though his childhood was one of well standing for their situation they were always heavily controlled by their family having to act and behave the way they wished for him to do even if he had different ideas than they may have held many a time. As he grew older he thought the controls would soften but they only got worse over time as they became more and more controlling over him to the point he could not even decide what to wear each morning without being punished. He had no sense of self for a long time while growing up due to these conditions, no say in what he could do though he could not take for granted the education this managed to afford him which many other elves around him lacked.
To further add to this the Tawarion family was a high standing within the markets of the lands as they held one of the well respected by those around them for a long time until the foundations of Fenn started to crumble. As the settlement of Fenn fell Aearion found that his family was starting to lose their control over what they could have him do. His parents turned to drink as the days turned passed leaving him with more and more control over time to the point he was in the sense of the word finally free from their grasp even though they still controlled the majority of their life.
Once Fenn fell completely their family seemed almost lost to time he found himself almost stranded without any place for him to go. After all his family had dissipated almost into the shadows meaning he now for once did not have any of their control but it also meant he did not know properly how to look after himself anymore as he had never grown with the skills to do such. yet, he knew one thing which was that he could not stay within Fenn anymore after all that was left for him here as he had no reason to remain here. This lead him after a few days of being alone within a now gone land to set his sights upon celianor where he decided he would start his new life.
Aearion glanced briefly around the port as he felt the breeze finally hit him after days of travel, it was a relief, to be honest. He followed the stream of people leaving the ship using them as a guide as he did not know where else to go. He had planned to come here but had not figured anything out further, after all this was his first taste of freedom after many a year. As he entered the area which presented itself as a Bazaar he felt himself stop in place looking in awe at the stall upon him, the smells were something which reminded him of home. It was one of the few times he felt like he was a star-struck child, it even made him hesitant for a moment within his actions before he shook his head lightly to correct such thoughts. Those were the old him and he should not bother with such thoughts as they were not present to control him anymore. As he finally snapped out of his thoughts he found himself presented with a well-dressed gentleman with a slightly unnerving smile towards himself. He was even further caught off guard as they seemed to greet him as he had almost forgotten even more that he had a voice in this new place where none knew his past. It took a few moments though to find these words as he had no true idea how to respond as this would also define who he was to be in his future here within this city.
"Greetings, What brings you to ask such of me? I do not think it is your place to ask me such when I barely know one such as yourself."
He finally stated firmly with a cold voice deprived of emotion as his face moved to reflect that as all happiness he held moments before seemly dissipate as he moved his arms behind his back in a clasped fashion.
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