Tulius Hawthorn is a high elf born into a family of travelling merchants whom base in Lareh’thilln. His family had been travelling Arcas for generations, selling their wares and making what little money they could to feed themselves. At a young age, Tulius had obtained the interest in reading on the history of the world, as well as philosophies, theories, the religions that exist, etc. For most of his childhood, life was good, though he was unable to properly make friends. Years later, when he had reached the ripe age of 18, he left his family on account of uninterest in becoming a merchant. He wanted to travel the realm, yes, but he also wanted to thrive. He wanted fame, he wanted glory, he wanted riches. He felt that future would be impossible if he had stayed with his family.
Several months after leaving his family, he had been travelling from Helena when one night, upon taking rest along the road, he heard something strange nearby. A strange sound, one that he did not recognize. He was taken by surprise as a. . . poltergeist. . . approached him, something he did not expect. The night was long as he broke tooth and nail trying to fight off the ghostly horror that came across him. By morning, he was beat and exhausted, many wounds painting his body. He just laid there for several days, trying to recover from the injuries.
After recovering from the attack, he had continued on his way. Along his journey, he met Grego; a strange, but welcome sight. Then on, he and Grego had begun to journey together for several years, the man becoming his friend and the two sticking their necks out for each other when they needed to. Since then Tulius continued his journey, hoping to one day gain fame and become a welcoming sight to those around him.
