Born in a modest seed on the outskirts of society, Aenwyn showed an insatiable wanderlust from a young age, constantly craving adventure, and pushing boundaries. Despite being far from the leader of the small group of friends he ran with, he was always somehow the one most able to talk the others into trouble, able to convince even the most well behaved and timid of children to accompany him in his rule-breaking. Truly, it was a fairly unremarkable life. His parents had expectations of him that he, rather dramatically, proclaimed he would rather die than fulfill, and resolved to set off on his own the moment he was able to do so. The day he set out from his home, was, in a way, what he considered his death day. The person he had been, he decided, was dead, and he would be a new man.
Despite thinking he knew exactly how the world worked and what to expect from it, he was blindsided when he began to travel. When he traveled into the towns and cities of other races, he was quick to become overwhelmed, and miss the quiet embrace of the forest. He wanted adventure, but perhaps this was not the best way to seek it. For several years, he was little more than a wanderer, seeking the ever elusive perfect balance between adventure and solitude. For a time, he considered seeking out the druidic order, with intention to join...but the intense study required quickly put him off that pursuit. He may not be part of the order, but he does his best to protect the natural order in his own ways, while living in peace with nature.
