Ered

Ered was overjoyed when the Fangs came. To think that a simple pilgrimage down south to pay respects to the shrine of Kol, could have come to this. A pilgrimage that would lead to his arrest by the hands of the Eskaryan Empire, and sent to one of their "refugee" camps. For well over a decade, Ered toiled in their work camp, his body turned calloused and lean, his hair greying early. He manage to survive these years by sheer determination, and the comfort of his friend, who was at his side during the whole ordeal. They came so sudden. A raiding party from the Fangs of the Beggar King came in the night, subdued our captors, and set us free, our arduous work now lifted from our shoulders. With his shackles now broken, him and many others followed the this force as they travelled north. North to safety, north back to Tosima.