Dendro

I was born in the Mines in the Kingdom of Arzwuar, My parents had been slaved since they had been born, my mother had died from giving birth to me, and my father died trying to escape us out of the kingdom. So I was abandoned. Though despite me having no family, I had made close relationships with mostly everybody in the mines, I had managed to let a guard get me books so I had not much to educate myself, but I knew the basics. I soon woke up one night and had a plan to escape, but it would take years to plan, years had passed and soon had everything planned for the escape. I had managed to escape, and I had taken some of the ores in the mine with me. I spent the ore on a horse, some bread and an axe. I had set up a camp halfway to my destination, then went the next night, I arrived and set up a home using the logs I cut with my axe, but after a couple of months, the kingdom started expanding more and more. I knew I was going to have to go soon, then within the sight of my eye I saw something that peaked my interest, I left the home, got on my horse and traveled onward hoping to find a utopia.