"One day, the small winds of adventure snatched his shoes and ran, so he had no choice but to chase them."

-A perpetually curious and clever cub born to the Jaguar Tribe's north-eastern clan who set off to find the world beyond his tribe's borders.
Born under the sign of Oschon, the Wanderer, and ever seeking the new and unseen, it was little surprise to some among his tribe when he begged to join the Rites of Age early.
Amid his fifteenth summer, he completed his rite, winning his first tattoos, and the privilege to make a request of his Nunh.

The following morning he would cut the hair he had grown long over his childhood, and with a new bow and traveling garments gifted by his tribe, set foot for the first time beyond tribal lands....

Fate or chance would bring him from Vlybrand to the city of Gridania, nestled deep in the Black Shroud. Here, his thirst for the unknown and ever-ready helping hand would see him cross paths with a hyuran woman named Yda, and the scholarly lalafell Papalymo, who would in time introduce him to the Scions of the Seventh Dawn.