he was raised in a small town in the trade capitol of Sutica where he was adopted, after his mother abandoned him. He never knew her name, only that she was rich and that she was a dark elf like him. he was a restless person, often being intolerant of people he didn't like. his adopted parents where the same way, many times stating that they only adopted him so that they could get more help on their small 10 acre farm. He Hated them for the way they treated him, for 15 years he didn't have a room or even a bed to sleep in. only after he worked there for so many years could he afford to buy a hotel room to sleep in when it was too cold to sleep in the barn. he was always jealous of the rich and powerful, for their status, their wealth, their power, and their freedom. he dreamed one day to attain that sort of power and rise to the top of the hierarchy. Hellion was asleep in the barn when a heavy thunderstorm kicked up seemingly out of nowhere, a bolt of lighting hit the tree growing next to his parent's house and crushed it, trapping them inside. Hellion took hold of the opportunity to run away from that town and work towards a better future. but not before stealing some money which he later spent all on food. out of money and out of home he had no choice but to find work anywhere he could. because of him being raised in the country side, he had skill in hunting small game. he was a decent shot with a bow, and he could skin an animal within 5 minutes, so he was also handy with a knife. despite him being a brooding guy, he was musically talented being able to sing and play the flute from a young age. his musical talent never got him anywhere except for when he performed on the streets for money. he finally ended up at at the kingdom of Norland which is where he met a small group of thieves. after a robbery gone wrong, his leader was killed and the group disbanded. he bounced around from town-to-town before finally ending up where he is currently, in krugmar after a long walk south-east.
"looking for work" I reply grudgingly. I attempt to seem emotionless and not make eye contact but it comes off as unsettling. "is there any place i can get a drink around here?" i continue trying to steer the conversation away from the awkwardness. the man points into the direction of the local pub and tells me the directions. I thank him and wish him well and then i quickly scurry off into the direction as to not direct any more attention towards myself.

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