Born from a dark elf father and a high elf mother, Vuto walks two worlds in which neither had truly accepted them. Leaving Vuto to die in the woods before being found by wood elves in the Vale, named Silevion and Eryniel they were far more compassionate than either biological parent. Despite their adoptive parent's efforts, Vuto continued to hold a grudge against those who had left him, and this grudge soon turned to inward sorrow juxtaposed with heavy drinking. Still, on the outside they are merry, good and well and in pain. Having many friends who are close, yet none are 'close'. Tragedies strike thrice, and soon they found themselves grieving the loss of the two people who had showed them compassion for both Silevion and Eryniel were old, having no children of their own, and when Eryniel died so too did their father Silevion by heartbreak. Now, Vuto is a regular at pubs, but their future is not defined by their past.
Over the bustle of the crowd, Vuto was dazed at the fact of there being so many people around them. One in particular had called out to them and sent sundering back to reality Vuto would give a tired reply, "I come seeking that which I desire, do you know what that is?" Vuto stepped closer to the tawdry gentleman, wondering why they were here too as their body sank further down with each exhausted step.
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