I was born in Cunor. When I was five years old my dad died. My mother had not enough money to take care of me, so she threw me to the wolves. Just as they were about to take their first bite, I heard a horse and a man shouting. That man slaughtered the wolves. He was a heartlander. He saved me and took me to his home. When i grew up he trained me to become the biggest warrior Arcas have ever seen. He died just before I turned 18. I bean to start wandering over the lands, seeking for a place to live and work, when I met a man that said he needed help with a fade between his family and another. He gave me the Idea to be a sword for hire, so I asked how much money I could get. After that I have been wandering to different wars and gained more skill. Now I think I am ready for the real adventure.
