Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170825112732/@comment-19164168-20170909162642

"Huh?" Evrain did not know what Amaryllis was asking at all. The only thing he remembers about his early life was being born in a shack, which he had to leave in horror when he saw it burned down by some robed men, and barely escaping their wrath when they found him during their manhunt. He remembered being saved by some woman in little heavy armor and more light armor, yet fought like a rogue the robed men could not even land a scratch on. The young woman then left him to the care of a orphanage, promising that he will be among the stars one day...

Those memories remained stuck in his head, clear as day.