I grew up in a war-torn kingdom. When 3 years old i was put on the back of a horse by my parents to find safety out of the battle. From then, i was brought up in a stables by a family of High Elves who taught me precise bow & arrow skills & quick on my feet. When i reached the age of 16, i gained a great interest in hunting from the skill i had learnt. At 16, i found myself not getting on with the family anymore & decided to leave to go on my own path. I just a small cave just across a lake from the village i was brought up in, just so then i wasn't too far from 'home'. My past experiences has resulted in great courage and can walk the lands alone without fear.
