Jorin is the son of a fierce fisherman, who left the Vyranni and immigrated to Kaedrin in search of warmth and a new life. There he met Jorin’s mother, a widowed farmer, who was the only soul kind enough to tolerate the father’s temper. They lived together uneventfully, tending their small farm, until Jorin was 15. At this point, war broke out, and though the family had stayed out of politics, the lords of the land they called home called Jorin’s father away to battle. He never returned, another fallen soldier in the War of Two Emperors. Ever since, Jorin has had a healthy mistrust of politics and the nobility.
As the new man of the household, Jorin became skilled at farming and fishing, taught by his mother. He also became adept at using his hands, having frequently to mend the cottage roof, and the surrounding fences, by himself – they were too poor to hire anyone else to work on the farm. Eventually, a drought left them in such crushing debt that they were evicted from the family farm, and forced to roam the roads of Kaedrin to survive. Jorin’s mother passed away soon after, of weariness, at the side of the main road. Ever since, Jorin has been working odd jobs when he can find them, helping fisherman, working on farms, and assisting in small building projects and digging ditches. Now 21, Jorin is a survivalist. Though he is poor, he now travels through the capitals of the world in search of opportunity, and hopes one day to have land and a cottage of his own.
