A Firbolg who stands 8ft tall with ice blue coloured skin. He has a head of dirty blonde coloured hair usually in a swept back messy style and a well trimmed full beard.

I don’t remember much of my childhood, only that my mother would be cooking when i got home from playing and my father would teach me about all sorts skills to survive like every other father in my village did for their children. Maybe at that time i thought that i would just live a rather normal life, no aspirations and the such; that all came crashing down when i came back from the forest one day to find only charred remains of my house and a few nearby houses. The cause of the fire was never able to be determined but my mother was apparently trapped inside and my father went into save her, only for the building to collapse and kill them both. It was hard to live after, kids we’re taught to be self sufficient and i got very little help from any of the other villagers since i didn’t have anything of value to trade. I generally lived in the forest for a few decades honing my survival skills; got pretty good at building small huts and hunting during that time. I did keep in contact with some of the villagers who had helped me during my rough patch, but didn’t interact too much with them. It was during this period however that i met and befriended an older solider named Esmond posted in an outpost. We spent many nights with him teaching me about the world beyond my village and the forest. He also introduced me to a rich traveling merchant who took a liking to me and taught me several different languages. It was also during this period of time that i lost the one remaining memento from my parents. The day that changed everything was when i traveled to my village for one of my sparse visits to find nobody. there was left out food, fires burning in the fireplace, and no signs of a struggle. This was the event that set me on my path of exploration, to see and experience the many things Esmond told me about, and to find what exactly happened to my village. I may not have had many personal connections but a few of the villagers were kind to me during a dark period in my life and I wish to know what happened to them.

His first meeting with the Blades was during a time of roaming the world in search of purpose and clues to the disappearance of his village. After assisting them in their mission to find a special map, he decided to officially join them in their quest hoping that it would be a turning point for him and his search for answers.