I was born in a little village.
I lived with my family, and my grandparents in one house.
I've not often seen my father. He was a dwarf and most of his time mining in the Hills of Mardeval.
One day my mother told me that my father died at one of his trips.
In the following days, my mother cried all the time.
I was her last hope, and I helped her, whereever I can.
When I was 22 I went through central Aegis, to clear my head and collect some new impressions of
human, dwarf and halflings cities. I thought about how my life will be when I'll live alone.
My grandfather told me all the time, that time will answer you every question. So i let everything happend, and wait till time will tell me the answer.
When i came back my mother had a new friend, a halfling. I loved him.
And I decieded to become like him once.
My own garden and a little house in a hill.
Now I knew that my mother will not need me anymore.
I pack my things to search a little Halfling village to live my dream.
It was a long journey, but suddendly I arrived at a little village.