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About Kylar Blutklinge

Kylar, the son of an unknown elf and Victoria,
the Tailors Maid, grew up in the slums of Absalom.
Unable to feed himself, after the murder on his mother,
the young half elf learned stealing quite quickly.
Then, after several years of suffering, an old trapper took him in,
gave him food, and taught him how to build traps for hunting.
Kylar could have grown up in a good way, but in exchange for his
teaching the Trapper satisfied his sexual needs with the boys butt.
So one day he took a rope and laid a snare.
When his Master stumbled in it, it dragged him to the roof
leaving him hanging on one leg. Amongst the curses and slurs
of the old man Kylar calmly took the kitchen knife and cut his carotid.
He waited in Front of his tormentor and victim, until the blood stopped running.
Then he took his belongings and went off feeling the thrill of a successful murder.

Knowing how to hunt he went off to the woods not far from Absalom
and started hunting and selling the meat for rip-off prices to the poor.
He already bought a small scabby shack, when the Lord privileged hunting animals to the nobles.
Now every guard would confiscate every prey he made, so he started sneaking his bag in but it was not worth the while.

Therefore he started stealing again. He disguised himself with good cloth and his good looks,
stood quietly in the inns of the rich folk and preyed on drunks.
Within this time he learned all kinds of languages for he was a good listener and a really smart head.
There were all kinds of folk in the taverns so they were speaking all kinds of tongues, and Kylar memorized them.

But now this drab monotony of everyday life starts to bore him.
He thinks back to the moment were Masters Blood ran over his hands and feels a shiver.
Surely he is destined for something else.
He will go forth and search for his destiny.
And profit!