I grew up in Kal'Azgaryum. I was always interested in travel to the other parts and places of the realm. The first time I learned about the curse on my people done by Iblees I was furious. Even though I was furious i still took pride in my people’s work and the great blessing that the creator has given us. From a very young age I knew that I did not like to be around others. Not as a bad way, but as a way that has protected me many times. I am always paranoid. It is kind of a blessing and a curse. I have not died from evil beings, but I also never made any friends. When I grew up and was not a lad anymore, I longed to leave. To not be in my home but to make a new one. I never got around to doing it. I always was wandering. The first way I indulged my need to travel and explore was, when I was just 109 years of age, I explored some caverns. I met some people that looked just like me. they were the cavern dwarves. these people are who i am descended from.
