Wren ((Wreh-en))

I am intimately acquainted with the wilds of the Oroseiran mountains, spending much of my time hiking, traveling, and camping their crumbling and ever-changing slopes.

I wear long shirts to keep away the blood-sucking pests, and long, heavy pants to repel the small, biting creatures. My shoes are heavy, leather boots that protect my feet and add extra force to my kicks -in the few instances I need to kick. I keep on my person a small pack clasped to my belt in which I keep a small fire-starter, a knife, and some bandages.

I was born in 423 Metah in the village of Vryodis . My parents were young, didn't have much, and were of considerably low social standing, but we made do. Knowing how people would react to my appearance, they made it known that I was blind, and covered my eyes with a blindfold whenever I had to go out. But this couldn't hold, rumors about me swirled and then exploded when I accidentally showed my eyes. My parents... Abandoned me in the mountains.   I was alone, scared, and starving for a very long time. I began to hear a voice, a slight whisper in the back of my mind. I thought I was going crazy. The voice introduced itself as Roufichtra and offered advice to help me survive, such as how to follow certain types of birds to food, or how to identify weaknesses in cliffs. He told me all about who he was, what I am, and how we ended up in the same body. Eventually, I came across a little town called Limnis. I desperately wanted to stay away from the town, but Roufichtra convinced me. I found myself, a dirty and gaunt-looking child, amongst other people for the first time in months and most of them avoided me or sent me looks of disgust, or -perhaps worse- pity. A local innkeeper found me in the streets and convinced me to work for her with the temptation of warm food and lodging.   Even as Arta began to assume a motherly role in my life, and I settled into my new lifestyle, I felt isolated and lonely. That is until I came across a little white-haired girl with weird teeth who refused to let me sulk in my issues, dragging me into a friendship I began to secretly enjoy. Roufichtra informed me that Eve's teeth were a tell-tale sign she was a Dragon-king and warned me to be wary of her. I stuck with Eve, even as I kept an eye out for any odd behavior.

In my time with Roufichtra, he taught me "all a youngling must know in our world". This included history: the beginning of the world and the role the Prime Gods played in it, basic mathematics, writing (which was difficult with only spoken words), and the mechanics of magic. I think, with all the knowledge of Roufichtra at my disposal, I may be the most knowledgeable human in this era. Though Roufichtra has been flaky when I ask about the Andier. I've not shared the knowledge I've gained for several reasons, the most prominent being that it would cast suspicion on me and how I gathered that information. But it is also because it could be very harmful to Arta, and to a much greater extreme, Eve (who doesn't seem to realize she's a Dragon-king). When I need to share what I know, I will, but until then I'll hold it for safekeeping.

My parents leaving me was an experience that left me with some issues bonding and trusting others. Because of them, it took years for Arta to really find and fill the gaps in my heart, and for Eve to worm her way in. Because of them, I drive away most people with that cold shoulder I unintentionally give.

Due to my accurate knowledge of the past -thanks to Roufichtra- and the beginning of the world, I don't worship or venerate any god; especially not the made-up ones worshiped in this age.

I tend to speak slowly, I've been told lazily, and without hurry; taking plenty of time to think about what I'm going to say. I crack the knuckles in my fingers whenever I'm bored or anxious, a habit that annoys Roufichtra to no end.