Parch was dealt an odd card in life being sold to drug smugglers by his parents. Parch grew in a poor yet strangely nurturing environment as his buyers grew fond of him. Do to his unyielding interest in there wears (witch wear drugs) and the means by witch they were created. In light of this they decided not to traffic him on the black market. Rather Parch was taught how to live in the underground world. Being told to always look behind his shoulder fostered a terrible paranoia of the law and most people. As his adopted family where regular targets law enforcement and addicts. When he came of age his aging foster parents tried to have Parch continue there business as a smuggler. Yet Parch was taken by books and would steal buy or plead for as many as possible. When he was of age Parch would leave his adopted family with the intent of pursuing a greater education. although with little experience in lawful civilization he is left socially awkward. and struggling in his surroundings.
You navigate through a sprawling elvish library in search of tomes of old and of power. When you happen upon a peculiar elf pilling over texts containing odd lore. On the practice of ritualistic baking, your presence snaps his attention. And in his glancing offers you a seat. You accept. At witch he point the two of you engage in a frivolous debate on the nature of cookies and there esoteric application.
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