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Outcast at an early age, with only his mother's love and her lute, he traveled the countryside and entertained at pubs for room and board. Constantly searching for any knowledge of his elven background. |
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My lute is my most treasured possession and it reminds me of someone that I love. I have trouble keeping my true feelings hidden; my shard sharp tongue lands me in trouble.
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