Ryld was born and raised in the Princedom of Frenn. Everything in his life was perfect. He had a loving mother, a strong willed father and an innocent younger brother. When Ryld finally was 15 years of age he could finally achieve his dream, joining the military. Motivated by his father and mother he tried his best in training but probably wouldn't have made it if he didn’t meet a fellow recruit named Ryveth. Ryveth helped Ryld trough multiple rough training sessions and outside of training they were best friend who couldn't be separated. They were truly brother from another mother. This friendship of them went on for multiple years until a wood elf moved next door to Ryveth . For some unknown reason Ryveth couldn't stand wood elf and started saying all kind of racist slurs when the two of them were alone. This put a strain on their friendship since the Thill’al, a rule which say that not racist activities are allowed. But Ryld believed that this weird hatred from Ryveth would eventually pas so he just tried his best to make sure it stayed hidden from the other elves. A month or so after the wood elf moved in Ryveth invited Ryld over for a private training session. Excepting nothing bad would come from this Ryld went, but how wrong he was. The first weird thing was that Ryveth wanted to blindfold Ryld to bring him to a secret training place. The second was that Ryld was handed a blunt weapon, while they usually train with swords. The third was the glass shards that he could feel beneath his feet. But by the time he pulled of his blindfold it was already to late. There he was in the wood elf's house with everything smashed up with a blunt weapon in his hands while the military was standing right outside the house. He was arrested on the spot because of violation of the Thill’al. While he was being escorted to a holding cell he saw Ryveth on the side, but instead of defending him he was telling everybody that he was the one with racists thought's.
The court ordered that instead of execution, Ryld would be banished from the Princedom and stripped of his surname. Dropped of at one of the borders of the Princedom and gotten a week worth of food and a sword, Ryld had to survive on his own now. Alone and betrayed. Confused and angry. Sadness and loneliness. All these feeling overwhelmed him. His trust in other people was forever damaged. He wandered the world for a year or so until he stumbled on the Federation of Sutica. Maybe he could rebuild his life here and maybe find a place he could call home again.
