Born in a small village surrounding the city of Markev, during the month of the deep cold. His father was a highlander of Haense who fell in love with a Northern villager woman and together they had a child. The Mule is his given name because of the features of his face, which are now covered or burnt by years of scarring and tortue. He had no ever name before. His father and mother feared the monster that they birthed, and so he was sold to a doctor who used him as a living experiment for medicine and his own personal torture device. The Mule escaped with the medicines and ran off into a near village looking for help. He was denied and feared where he went because of his face. He quickly sold the medicine, giving it to some illegal dealer. He bought supplies and fled to the isolation of mountains, where he currently lives in peace. He wakes up, tends his garden, and meditates. He also trains. He still trains, lifting large rocks on his mountain. He is quite strong, for a human, but that does not make him a good fighter. He is untrained in fighting, and he does not like fighting. He is peaceful and does not interact with any creatures besides the few animals surrounding him.