When I was just a little stoat,I lived with my family and a band of wandering vermin,who lived in the Southwest lands. The vermin attacked most Goodbeasts in sight,and all members were trained in the art of war.I on the other paw,was a little different...It was not that I was not feroucious,I was one of the most violent in the tribe,it was because that I was very clumsy.No matter how hard beasts tried they could not teach me any other weapon exept the cutlass,wich is where I exceled. One night,I was assigned to be the bodygaurd for the leader, when some goodbeats broke in,and slaughtered our leader. I was expelled from the mob,and forced to live in the woods. For two whole seasons I stole goods,and killed birds,to eat.In that time I wandered unnowingly up North,and found a beach. There I met an old trainer,a fox,who taught me the art of underwater combat. One season later,he died.I wandered the lands until I found some vermin burning a goodbeast village. I joined in and the leader asked me if I would like to join the empire of the almighty Ublaz,in Sampetra. I quickly replied,saying yes of course. I had thought Sampetra was just a made up place,made to scare goodbeasts. When we got to Sampetra,I joined the empirial navy. I can now usually be found in the taverns of Sampetra,drinking, brawling, and cursing.