When onix was young he lived with his parents outside of town in a farm, due to that he knows quit a lot about farming, they were poor but happy, one day he met a girl they were both about 13 they did not what it was but they liked each other, for onix it might have been love, so they played with each other every day they did not had to work at the farm, until one unfaithfull day, an undead walked in on our fields he seemed very friendly but hurt i wanted to take care of him, unfortunately the citizens of the town despise undead, so i kept it hidden from the townsfolk in our garage, until one night someone found out about him and they burnt our farm down only i was not inside when the fire happened because i was getting nourishment for the undead, he thought me the basics of magic but it wasn't enough both my parents and my friend passed away, the undead's body i never found, during the fire my face got burnt, being as shy as i was i put a pumpkin on the field on my head to hide my face, i was devestated of the loss of all my loved ones and left the town, for years ive been roaming the land meaningless without a goal.
eyes:blue
hair:unknown
medium to skinny
small muscles
weight::65 kilo or 143 lb,
always wears scarf
long jacket
I am just a traveler looking for an inn to spent the night, and maybe some kind of job, im skilled at farming and construction.
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