Wolter is an ordinary wood-elf, he was born in a normal family in a wild tribe. The tribe was located in a forest in the far south of the world. He was taught by an elder in the tribe and learned not as fast as the other kids. After his education his father learned him how to fight and he was average compared to the others.
The elf got older and was asked to fight in a war, he tought it was his chance to be an archer. Five months he fought and came back home with a lot off scars on his face and arms. He got tired of getting hit by a sword and killing people. Because he didn't want to fight anymore, he wanted a much more peacefull life. Wolter started travelling to find his true self, after a while he tought that his heart was fighting and shooting. So he made an own bow and sharpened sticks to make arrows. He learned to make figures in wood and other stuff, his arrows were made as sharp as a nive. When he came to the city Dominion he liked the people and saw his chance to be in the military of this city.
