Born and raised in Reedsborough, Young Bilo was beaming with excitement and adventure. Throughout his time in the village he would only wander off to only be seen a few days later to tell of mystical creatures he might have seen. Bilo wouldn't even know as he'd take a long nap within the outskirts of the village before returning back. When Young Bilo Baggins was twenty five of age he would give his single goodbye to his Parents, that had tried to raise him into a simple farmer of Reedsborough, and with a smirk growing on his face he'd just walk off into the wilderness trying to find every and anything worth taking a look at, from the cold plains of Haense, to the tribal like elves of the Warhawkes, he would treat it all as the happiest day of his life. Meeting new people and creatures, his happiness would shine through any darkness or unluckyness he'd encounter.
As Axios became the cold wasteland it is now, he would had hopped the nearest boat he found and sailed off trailing the much more fancy and larger boats of the descendants. Once hitting the coast of Atlas, not far from the where the Suticans now call home, he would walk off with a skip in his foot and large smirk on his face. His happiness growing ever so greater each day as he'd wonder what he might encounter each day!
