Beld


A light haired wirey youth of about the age of 16, Beld has been on his own as long as he can remember. His parentage is not known. All he vaguely remembers is a light haired woman, and many men coming and going. One night, when Beld was about 5 summers, a man in a shifting colored cloak came. He smiled to Beld who was hidden by a chair. Beld not used to being noticed crept away. The woman argued with the man in the odd cloak. After a few moments the sounds of a struggle could be heard. The woman screamed for Beld to hide! And hide he did.He learned from early on to move and move quick when the woman commanded him to do something. He could hear someone searching and calling to him gently. It was not the woman for she seldom had a kind word for him. The only time Beld can remember anyone being kind to him was just before they hurt him. Yes she had gentleman friends that preferred the young boy to her. It was after those times he learned to hide and hide well. Staying as still as a statue Beld finally heard the man in the odd shifting cloak leave.

The next day the queens guard came, and the corpse of the woman hauled off to some potters field. He was cast to the streets, by the landlord, who told him to run and never show his whore's welps face back around there. Moving as silent as a mouse, Beld did what he had to to survive. Moving from town to town, city to city, he begs when he can and steals because it is easier. Unnoticed by most, he blends into the shadows like he is part of the scenery.