spydamian

Iker Haven was born in Atlas’ northwestern coast, in the city of Caras Eldar, capital of the Dominion of malin, when he was outside, he was shy and quiet, never had to many friends and was mostly alone, he loved reading about people who go on mistical adventures, viewing the land and finding treasures beneath the terrain. He was picked a lot but as he grew, something happened so tragic, on a simple day, with a nice sunny blue sky, before I say what happened, Iker's parents were very nice people, they were rude,selfish and just out right mean, they blamed him for everything, said they didn't love him and they barely let him eat... Back to what happened, when they were walking through the forest, his parents ran into the bush's.....Leaving him behind, helpless and afraid, since he loved reading adventure books, he learned a bit of survival skills, and since he is a wood elf, he knew what to do, after a couple years of being homeless and scavenging for food, he finally found a job, A simple job working for some people, when he turned 50, he was technically a adult, but he didn't the like forest anymore, he knew so much about human's, and other creatures out tucked away outside the forest, so when he turned 50, he left his home,job and friends, and went outside the forest, going through towns and city's, he became a decent merchant and a very good reader, Now he is 58, with no job, a small little cottage to call home, and no memory's about the forest he once lived in...