Henry Smith has lived a simple life in Norland from an early age. His veins are filled with common and laborious blood, so naturally, he became a farmhand to his parents farm. His father named Edward, and his mother named Clarice. The entire family shared the last name of Smith, due to their family having a history of being blacksmiths. Due to the blacksmith becoming less and less popular, as times of peace and clarity prospered, the business came to only bear expenses and no income. So they sold the smith, and instead used the last of their coins to purchase a farmstead and few fields of farmland and pens, for cattle. The time flew, all the way until he was twenty years of age, when a bitter noble disputed his brother; Alex. Driving his hand across the face of Alex, the entire family stood limp, as they could do nothing against the man, due to the peerage he had. And from that day on, a grudge was held against any in the lands of Haense, who had any sort of peerage, for they had wronged him. In doing so, Henry packed his bags of little and set off to the lands of Oren, hoping more lay there for him,
