Raised by a family of rich elves, his father and mother as well as his eldest Brother. He was well educated growing up, learning many different things about the world around him . Because of this knowledge, Regarnus never understood the lavish rich life. He all ways preferred to do his own dirty work and to get his own fingers dirty. So the second he was old enough to leave home he did so without turning back. He lives as a poor man by choice, having enough money to live comfortably yet choosing not to, until one day the locals in his town learned of his riches and robbed him of everything he had. Regarnus continued on a downward spiral as he did anything to make a quick coin, including joining a group of bandits for a short period of time, until the Elven clans moved the capital of Malinor from Elandriel to Normandor. When he decided that it may be time to reunite with his family, but word of his acts as a bandit had reached his family and his family did not welcome him back with open arms, feeling shunned by his family he returned to the realm of Arcas with a different mindset, that if he wouldn’t be welcomed back then he’d prove the lengths he’d go to make people accept him. Willing to do things that may or may not be acceptable by the law.
“What I’m doing in this city is none of your concern.” Walk past the man while brushing his shoulder as if I didn’t notice he was there. Turn around with a face of distain. “But trust me sir, you’ll here about the things I have accomplished in this city soon enough.”
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