I was born... well, time doesn't really matter when dimension hopping, so I forgot the year, but it was July 27 in Telcor, back in my home dimension. Telcor was a city of descendants of the Ju-Rai, a special group of people that could control the elements, and they used that to develop advanced technology when the rest of the world barely knew about gunpowder. Though, because of breeding with normal people, Telcorians are not true Ju-Rai, so that's why I get sleepy when I use magic too often. However, I did not grow up in Telcor, I was kidnapped by pirates while on the beach by myself at about 3. I guess they were foraging for food and supplies. For the next 8 years, I was a slave aboard their ship, and learned a lot about being a member of the crew, and got strong from rowing oars. I also learned to hate boats. Now I can't stand to be below deck on a ship. Damn sea rats. 8 years later, I was strong, cunning, and had a plan. Lying in my cell, I faked being sick. Well, fake is a relative term, as I had purposely poisoned my food to make me seem more sick. As expected, the watchrat came in to see what was wrong. Although I was a bit weaker from losing my lunch, I managed to knock him out. I had planned my escape as we were nearing land, so all I had to do was get outside, jump off, and swim to shore. I bluffed my way past the rats on deck by saying the watchrat had ordered me to fetch some rope. Leaping off was the easy part, but the shore turned out to be farther than I expected. Luckily, none of the bigger fish attacked me, but I still had to quickly learn how to swim. I was glad the pirate's decided I wasn't worth the effort to chase after, or maybe they just didn't notice I was gone. Either way, I escaped into Mossflower wood. I survived for a while on my own, a few days maybe, until I found a path leading to Redwall Abbey. There's not much to say about the time I spent there. I learned how to read and write, I studied herbalism, and trained with a staff. As I showed an adeptness at using weapons, it was reccomended I go to the nearby fort, the Silver Garrison. There was where my life was turned upside-down. What made me one of the special forces there was not my fighting ability, there were many better than me, but my skill at getting in and out of places unnoticed. I was placed in the chimera squadron, as an intelligence gatherer. I did many missions for the garrison, all of them important in their own way. Whether it was finding out how the vermin were going to attack next, rescuing a captured