WindChimer

Prior to his life as a wandering forest hermit, Pteris had a wife and children in the Republic of Ves. Together as a family, they ran a small fur shop in the Golden City of Vess, with his wife and chidren tending the shop while he was out on long excursions into the northern regions to gether furs. Sadly, Pteris lost his whole family in the sacking of Ves. Long bitter with the way the Republic had increasingly come to shun Highlander ways, Pteris left the Golden City and he locked his grief for his family away, deep in his heart. He has been wandering the forests ever since, finding peace and communion with the trees. Pteris was born into a marriage between a Highlander and a Heartlander, a loving connection that the two cultures were at odds with. He was able to walk the city life in Vess, selling his furs, while also wandering the wastelands of the north with his father. He was competent in both realms, but home to neither. When his parents passed, he took on the family business. With the sacking of Vess, a fur shop of three generations burned to the ground. Pteris has been hardened and numb ever since. Preferring the leather trade to the company of the other races. And yet, in his heart there was yet still a faint kernel of longing for a cause, pulling him back to where the people gather and protect what they care about. Old for a Highlander, Pteris was fairly certain he had another adventure or two left in him before he perished into the void with all the others.

Prior to his life as a wandering forest hermit, Pteris had a wife and children in the Republic of Ves. Together as a family, they ran a small fur shop in the Golden City of Vess, with his wife and chidren tending the shop while he was out on long excursions into the northern regions to gether furs. Sadly, Pteris lost his whole family in the sacking of Ves. Long bitter with the way the Republic had increasingly come to shun Highlander ways, Pteris left the Golden City and he locked his grief for his family away, deep in his heart. He has been wandering the forests ever since, finding peace and communion with the trees. Pteris was born into a marriage between a Highlander and a Heartlander, a loving connection that the two cultures were at odds with. He was able to walk the city life in Vess, selling his furs, while also wandering the wastelands of the north with his father. He was competent in both realms, but home to neither. When his parents passed, he took on the family business. With the sacking of Vess, a fur shop of three generations burned to the ground. Pteris has been hardened and numb ever since. Preferring the leather trade to the company of the other races. And yet, in his heart there was yet still a faint kernel of longing for a cause, pulling him back to where the people gather and protect what they care about. Old for a Highlander, Pteris was fairly certain he had another adventure or two left in him before he perished into the void with all the others.