At the age of 4 he ran away from his home in a small village. Once he was deep in the forests he realized he was lost and looked around then lay against a tree crying himself to sleep. when he woke up he saw a bird that led him to a small cabin in the woods. There he was adopted by a man and woman who took care of him until now. They named him Lost because, well, obvious reasons. He spent his time helping them with the small farm, running around the forest not letting the cabin get out of site, or practicing archery with his adoptive father. His adoptive parents died 2 years ago and the cabin burned down a few days ago so he is wondering what to do having few currency and no home looking around towns to find jobs or any kind of work.

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