Chapter One - The Beginning
I am a wanderer. Raised by my father in the woods near Yew. My father taught me to live off the land like the Natives of old. Each of the world's creatures is to be respected. If an animal is killed, all of its resources are to be used, never wasted. The creatures of the forest are my only true friends. I treat them as if they were my own flesh and blood, and they offer me protection in return. The birth of each new friend is celebrated, each death mourned.
We weren't always living in the forest... We lived in the city of Vesper once, many, many years ago. I was very young and remember little about the city itself. It was a simpler time, when my father still smiled. Before the death of my mother...
Trolls attacked the city, I can still see the flames in my mind's eye. My mother was cut in half by a monstrous Troll wielding an ax the size of a teenage child. I can only hope her death was quick and painless.
My father rushed me out of the house and into the safety of the forest. We never stepped foot in a city again. I should say HE never stepped foot in town again. After he passed in one of the worst winters Sosaria has seen in centuries, I felt the the voice of adventure calling to me. It told me to prepare for my journey back to my homeland... Vesper, I'm coming.