I have a backstory set now. Working on gear.
Sinjuan was born in the elven nation of Jinin. There he learned the ways of magic from his kin and the ways of the blade from the local samurai. He was taken in at a very young age to learn to fight against enemy spellcasters. Without much of a childhood, Sinjuan became a cold killer. Eventually, he was ordered to murder a close teacher from his younger days. The first spark of guilt and emotion was struck in his heart for a long time. He refused and fled for the Inner Sea.
No longer a killer, but still a sword for hire, he traversed Avistan with various allies and comrades. The years strode by and his friends all retired, their older years approaching. Sinjuan, still very young, moved on to the next bounty. Eventually, work ran dry and he found himself poor. Having lived day to day without any planning, he had no savings. He had enough for the last caravan headed to Sandpoint.
He has made a living in Sandpoint as an occasional caravan guard. This time, work is farther and fewer between, though. With the foresight to save his earning, he has needed to work less. This has given him more time to learn the ways of natural survival from the only elf he has spoken with since leaving his home, Shalelu Andosana.