when i was just a young boy i lived in a small fishing village off the coast of the grand kingdom of urgon, and because we were so close to the dwarven capital i was in contact with the dwarven people and we would trade fish for better supplies and i came to befriend the dwarves and my mother was not fond of the idea of the intermingling of races so i was abused. when i was 16 my mother passed, her dying wish was to be let float in the ocean. and when my home was sold because i had no funds to pay i sought to the dwarves for shelter and they agreed because i had helped around since i was 8, they trained me armored me and when i turned 17 i was set out to live my life when i returned a couple months later to say hello i found out that one of my closest friend's was killed in battle and i was devastated but i trained with the best warriors in the world and i told them if they ever needed me i would be there to fight along side my kin.
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