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==Background==
 
==Background==
  
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I was born in [small village near Elsin] and I am the eldest sibling of a sister and a brother. Life was relatively free of influence from the Shadow in such a small village and as such I was given a rare opportunity for a carefree childhood. But all of that changed the day that my mother went to the river to laundry our clothing and brought all of her children with her. On that day my childhood was ruined. I was age 16, my brother 8, and my sister 4. That was the day a Fell jumped out of the river and tore my mother down, followed by another Fell that ripped my sister apart, as she was playing at my mother's feet. My brother and I were perhaps 80 feet away and turned, at the sounds of howls and cries of tortured pain, to see our family being eaten alive and torn asunder. My brother and I stood stunned in absolute terror, until I managed to pull my brother away from the scene and run towards the village screaming and tears running down our faces. The Fell did not follow us and my father ran out with a club in hand to face down the Fell. But it was too late, and we later found out that the bodies of my sister and mother were never recovered...
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I was born in [small town near Elsin] and I am the eldest sibling of a sister and a brother. Life was relatively free of influence from the Shadow in such a small village and as such I was given a rare opportunity for a carefree childhood. But all of that changed the day that my mother went to the river to laundry our clothing and brought all of her children with her. On that day my childhood was ruined. I was age 16, my brother 8, and my sister 4. That was the day a Fell jumped out of the river and tore my mother down, followed by another Fell that ripped my sister apart, as she was playing at my mother's feet. My brother and I were perhaps 80 feet away and turned, at the sounds of howls and cries of tortured pain, to see our family being eaten alive and torn asunder. My brother and I stood stunned in absolute terror, until I managed to pull my brother away from the scene and run towards the village screaming and tears running down our faces. The Fell did not follow us and my father ran out with a club in hand to face down the Fell. But it was too late, and we later found out that the bodies of my sister and mother were never recovered...
  
 
Shortly after my father was drafted into the Shadow's army and I was too young to realize the consequences of this action. He sent my brother and I away to our uncle in Al Kadil. There we grew up and learned of the oppression of the free under the Shadow, and of the rebels in the resistance to which he was a part.
 
Shortly after my father was drafted into the Shadow's army and I was too young to realize the consequences of this action. He sent my brother and I away to our uncle in Al Kadil. There we grew up and learned of the oppression of the free under the Shadow, and of the rebels in the resistance to which he was a part.

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