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Tirilan Sentinel never had the chance to know much of his parents, dead before he was old enough to have many memories of them he found himself in an orphanage in the Golden City of Ves where he grew up, the poor childhood of an orphan lead to the capacity for crime that follows him to this day, snatching an apple or grabbing a purse of gold was not something he would turn his nose up at as it was one of the few ways that a young boy would be able to be certain he would eat. Tirilan tried his best to educate himself with the meager supplies at hand but struggled throughout life, the skills with a sword however grew along side him always however with no proper instruction he is adept at best. into his adult year Tirilan leaned on his strong back and work ethic instead theft to get along in the world taking many jobs such as manual labor, ditch digging on occasion carpentry or other skilled work if he could find someone willing to hire an amateur. All along the way though hoping for something larger then this to go after. after many years of building a meager pile of wealth and enough life experience he decided one day without a good plan to set off looking for it. it was time for him to sate him wanderlust once and for all perhaps he would travel to Helena or perhaps Oren but all he knows is that Arcas is open to him now