At a young age Tenn was living with his Mom and Dad who was both army solders fighting for the land and freedom of their son Tenn, however when they both died in action and Tenn received the news that his Father and Mother were both dead he moved away and sought to live off in the streets which built his courage and determination while also fuelling his hatred for everyone not of his race. He grew up in relative quietness never ever going to school or getting an education other than when he was taught to steal and lie to make food. When the time was right he enlisted to fight into the 1775 war between Orin and Sutica and went off to fight in a war which he had no idea about or even cared about. It was a cold night one night when he was on patrol when he was jumped by a hooded figure the fight was intense however the size of Tenn worked against him as the nimble and quick figure jumped around him and slashed at him cutting his leg as he falls to ground. He was found later on by other solders which he was then nursed back to health however they weren't ever able to repair the damage done to his legs by the hooded figure so he was let go and he headed on a journey not knowing where he'd end up and not caring however eventually he showed up at Norland and entered, In Norland he discovered his love for metallurgy as he quickly found instead of being folded into someone by someone he instead could do it to metal and create swords, and axes and other beautiful ornaments and there he was forever shrouded in his hate as the clang clang clang came from his smiting station.
I stepped off the boat I had taken refuge in, the rags I had called clothes for weeks now falling short on my body. He stares around him and notices the small man walking towards him, I shrug him off and brush past him not wanting to speak to him.
“Welcome!” He began. “What brings you to this lovely city? Adventure? Wealth? Or some grand aspirations to elevate your place in society?”
"I just want to be left alone." I grumbled not even turning around just looking straight forward. "I don't want to be ever anything in society other than alone."
I turn around to see the well dressed man on the pier in his suit, my eyes look to the market hungrily wanting to be free to see what the hype about this was. "I just want to be there, goodday sir" I walk past him quickly and silently.

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