Svien
<Svien>
was born in the slums outside the port city of Whiteshores, his earliest
memories were of cold and hunger. He learnt to take what he wanted where ever he
could. He grew up knowing the price of survival is strength. As he grew stronger
he learned how to venture into the city proper, avoiding the guild ran city
watch, picking weak targets and disappearing back into the relative safety of
the slums. He was destined to follow the normal path of an poor resident of the
city of Whiteshores, until one fateful night he choose the wrong victim for a
mugging. No one would have known the drunk fool staggering alone down the street
late at night was in fact the only son of the Master of the Torch Lighters and
Sewer Cleaners Guild.
The man hunt that followed turned first the city and then the slums apart. Young <Svien> only just escaped with his life. He managed to flee to the nearby village of Gorsia where the local Baron's ambivalence to guilds that run Whiteshorse affords him some protection. He survived doing odd jobs around town and supplements his income on market days by cutting a few purse strings and running a crooked game or to. He his always careful to keep his head down unless someone recognises him and decided to attempt to claim the reward that is still outstanding for him.