He was born in on the side of a trail. Parents died 17 years later. Promised to find a good place to bury them. Went from family to family, usually staying there for 5-7 days. Was wandering when a merchant told him of a place that might have information for him about the were he could bury them. The cities were rather beautiful. One day, he came upon an Orc village. There were a couple goblins here and there. He stayed a couple days there then decided it was time to move on. That is when he encountered a dwarf he decided to just pass it. But as he passed, it pulled out a crossbow and told him to “Raise your paws!”...
“Wealth!” I lie. I wonder if I am going to be attacked on my first day here! I step back a few steps. “Well... I have to be going now, have a good day!”

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