His father was a bit of a scummy merchant in his local town and would disappear for months at a time. After his 10th birthday he never saw him again and his mother eventually passed away at age 15. Following this time he was sent to his grandparents where he had basic combat training from his grandparents and he learned he was a supremely good marksman with a crossbow. After leaving his grandparents he floated around from place to place on Arcas, from the Dwarves in the Under-Realm of Urguan, the Elves of Fenn and even laying low with the Halflings of Brandybook for a couple years. Many locals would probably say he was largely forgettable due but for those that do remember him he had a large knack for gambling and all things lucked based. Due to his rampant gambling, big mouth and stubbornness he was having to constantly having to move and find new work, this lead him to find work with bounty hunting. Since he never really had a place to stay and had expert knowledge of many cultures from around the realm he decided to take on the job of tracking others down for some cash.
Currently he is strapped for cash due to lack of work and he’s getting kind of angsty about it. If you ask him, it’s not because he is lonely or just wants more people to talk to it’s because he has no gambling money. He’s presently at the Cloud Temple to attempt a prayer to give him some good luck in the near future.
