 I grew up the son of a farmer. My mother died giving birth to me. When I was somewhere in my pre-teens, some raiders came. I hid in the sa-tarna field as I watched them kill my father and burn the house down. Then it became a lifetime of lone wandering. I went into many camps, villages and even an occasional city, though I shied away from them. Some I left on my own, others I was asked to leave, and even a few, especially when in my late teens/early 20's I was chased out of.
Approximately 10 years ago I ended up at a home called Gretuk Dur Cavern. We were raiders and thieves. That's where I learned how to find things *G*. I stayed there for maybe 4 years until the camp fell apart. At that time it was only Ubar and me so naturally I was the 2nd though I would have preferred not to be *L*. After that I wandered for a few years. I had met Kane and we began a dialogue. When he informed me you were reconstituting the camp I came right here where out of all the jobs I was informed I could try my hand at brewing seemed the most natural fit *L* and here I am. |