the year 1492. You lived on the outlands of city Ser’eon which was a rather poor city mostly full of runaway Half orc’s, which weren’t the most friendly group, but it’s a beautiful land Covered in small rivers and deer, you can also spot many Friesian’s.

You were wandering barefoot when you slipped on a Weak rock but fell onto a blade. “AHH” You jumped back the blade had cut your leg, upon closer inspection it’s a dagger an obsidian handle with encrusted red diamonds, you always needed a quick Buck so you put it in a sack and went to camp.

7 days pass

Your leg was feeling hot? You didn’t question it, Untill one night you woke up and a man wearing a red diamond mask and a black unbuttoned shirt with red diamond beads all over his build

“Ah.ah.ah. Shhhhhhhhshshshshsh.” A red crow lands on his shoulder, he spoke with such grace but urgency. “Dont worry Gem..” His voice was cold as hes leaned over you, he’s reaching for the dagger. “That’s Mine you little vixen-“ You kick him in the face and grab the dagger his mask went flying to show his stunning face, pale skin a sharp jaw deep red eyes and wavy heathy black hair. Maybe a half drow? Probably with a elf you couldn’t tell, he sighed kicking your chest having you fall and planted his foot on your chest