All his life he’s lived in the city of Helena as the oldest child of three siblings. He’s spent his whole life hearing stories about heroes going on adventures and fighting great creatures, and was instantly hooked. Ever since the first story he would run around outside with the local children and wave around a stick as his sword, and wear a table cloth as his cape, putting himself in the boots of great heroes and re-living their adventures for himself. However as the kids grew up, most would ignore those dreams and move to something else, he continued to dream of being a hero, and took matters into his own hands, and began training. He worked on his physical body and making himself fit for adventure. He trained with his father who had been on adventures himself and often told him all about the world and the other races that inhabited the land. However through the many stories he was told, the great war stuck with him the most. The idea of charging into combat and having to fight in a great war like the one in the past excited him beyond belief, however he was always told it in a way that almost romanticised the war, instead of the suffering a lot of people had to go through during said battle. As he grew older, his body became stronger and fitter as each year passed, however he always kept his child like wonder with him, he wasn’t as childish as he was before, but to say he was a mature adult was a stretch to say the least. And as he finally reached the age of 18, he was allowed to adventure out on his own. With a final kiss goodbye, he left his home to explore the world and start an adventure of his own, and maybe defeat someone like Iblees along the way.
