When I was born, my parent's were on the edge of infertility. This made me quite an unexpected surprise. Near my fifth birthday, we found my human maln had passed away during the night. My elven mom so stricken with grief, threw me to the woods, left to fend for myself. Though I did not understand at the time, I found that not all approved of a human-elf pairing. This made my dad's passing all the more suspicious. I soon learned to make shelter, hunt, and fend for myself all the while vowing to discover the cause behind my maln's passing. Some day I hope a robed figure will come to me and help me with my quest like they helped Malin ,Urguan, Horen, and Krug.
