You are a Hellborn, but you had the misfortune that neither of your parents wanted to take care of you. You were taken into an orphanage for a few years. Many families took you in, but you always ended up running away and stealing from them, using the earnings to survive. You went on like this until you were ten years old. You had just robbed yet another family that had taken you in, but this time you were caught. In the midst of your escape you ran into an exhausted-looking demon, enough not to ask too many questions about your situation. You ran to him, faking as much desperation as you could, so that he would think you were being chased and ask him for help. The demon didn't seem to be convinced by your words, but neither was he interested enough to investigate further.

"All right kiddo, follow me."

The demon went into an alley covering you with his wings. A little later your chasers passed you sprinting in front of the alley shouting your name. As soon as they were far away Husk raised one of his wings to look into your eyes and spoke to you.

"Now will you tell me the truth little one?"