Scyther was born in a small village near suffonia in a farmers family. He grew up a relatively peaceful invironment. Everyday he would help his father take care of they’re crops, but it was clear that he never
was meant to be a farmer. It’s not that he hated his life as a farmer, he just thought it was a repeating routine that's why he got bored of it pretty quickly. Every few weeks groups of warriors and knights would cross his village and he always admired them. They had such an exciting life style in his eyes. Years passed but the routine didn't change much, just working all day in the fields for a living. But Scyther never lost that feeling he felt every time he saw the warriors, passing through his village and on his 21st birthday, he decided to finally leave the village he grew up and become a warrior. When his father heard his dream, he wasn’t very supportive. He warned Scyther about the dangers of being a warrior and all of the challenges that he might face, but that didn't discourage him at all, it even gave him more confidence and reason to follow his dream. Since his father couldn't stop him, he gave him some advise on were to go, he told him a about a great story that mighty warriors are trained and the very next morning, Scyther thanked his father for everything and told him that he won’t fail. Full of confidence, his journey started, his destination, Motsgrad, a town of true warriors, the place where he could achieve his dream.
“Hello there” He’d say with a soft smile. “I am not here for riches or fame.” His face would get a little more tense, but didn't stop smiling.“I strive to be a warrior, it is my dream and I am willing to risk everything to achieve it.”

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