Roman Einar was born in the countryside of the Kingdom of Norland in a small village to a mother of Heartlander origin and a father who was of Highlander origin. As a boy, his mother died from childbirth of his unborn brother and he was left to the shattered shell of his father, who would emotionally and physically abuse him after nights of late binge drinking. Over the years, this abuse made Roman grow into a stronger person to when he reached the age of 17, he managed to break his father's arm in defense, and run away. This path led him to the city of Helena in the Kingdom of Oren, where he worked as a stable boy until one day he met an ex-assassin by the name of Marvus Reeves. The old timer took him under his wing and trained him. By the age of 26 he had become a skilled political assassin and mercenary. For the next 4 years, his life revolved around killing, stealing, and sabotaging. Until one day he met a woman at a Pub in Oren. Her name was Marcey Lockett. She had beautiful dark hair and green eyes, it was the woman of his dreams. They locked eyes and the rest was history. They got married after 2 years of being together and had a daughter named Grace Einar. They moved to a small town in Oren where Roman had quit his life being an assassin. But as fast as life has come to a peaceful ease, it changed for the worse. His old life caught up with him and he had to kill again. The murders were gruesome. Especially, that of his family and most citizens became suspicious that Roman was the one who killed them. But to them, he was declared dead by suicide making their opinions about him even stronger. Until, he awoke in a forest of pine adorned in his assassin robes with no memory of how he ended up there or who brought him there. However, he was left with the painful memories of what had happened and what he had become. For the following years he fled from his past, moving place to place, job to job, trying to run. Trying to survive. Trying to find peace.
*Looking the man over from his feet up to his smiling face, not in the mood for small talk* "Nothing really, just need some supplies and a job. "
*Pushes past the man, and grabs bags being offloaded. Nods, and walks off into sprawling crowds of the city*
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