I grew up in Hap as the son of a Blacksmith. I made money around town doing odd jobs, which later concentrated on Security and Strong Arming...though always for good reasons. Shortly after my 18th Birthday, I left to train in Fort Llast. I was exposed to most of the standard arms and armor, and concentrated mostly on Dueling and Field Medicine. One of the instructors took notice of my uncanny attention to detail, and showed me several objects of interest and lent me books on Identifying Objects. After a year and a half, I got a strange message from my parents, reporting a Mysterious Man poking around town, asking about them. I requested off from my training, and it was denied. It became apparent, as I was travelling home, that the military wasn't for me. Upon Arrival, I found that either everyone was pretending, or bewitched to believe, they never knew of my parents...or me.