Zivous was born to a normal family. He had a mom, dad, two older sisters and 1 younger brother. He was 2 when they were forced to leave their home because Zivous's Dad committed a crime, his family was slowly picked off in the wild. He was 17 when he and his two older sisters were the last ones left. He watched as they tried to kill a small group of goblins that attacked them at night. He escaped but was forever scared by that experience. Watching them die so he could escape. From then on he had lived in holes and only went out during dusk and dawn for any food he could find. He kept himself clean and stole from camps that he came by. He never got the chance to meet another person who showed kindness, however he never gave anyone a chance to try. Now as of the age of 24 loneliness has gotten to him. He is now willing to risk his life to try find a friend.
"I um- Well you see I have uh- been trying to find a uh- bar. A Bar yes! I want a bar." He shuffles on the spot a bit uncomfortable. He keeps his eyes on the surrounding people but mostly on the man close to him, "Might you know where it is?" He was a little desperate.