Nero Drakkar grew up in the huge Elvish city of Fal'Addas. Born to a average Elvish family he never knew richness or materialism in his life. Though Elves are quite friendly to wild life, Nero was a excellent hunter/tracker in the region. After scraping by through his youth to find himself and where the direction of life would take him he ended up joining the cities Tracking unit. Guardians of the city from outsiders and often spent many days moving tree to tree high up and keeping post on movements in the woods. Rain, sun, snow. Nothing mattered as he held his post in the woods along with his brothers and sisters. Being the all careful eye if Orcs or other enemies would stray to close to their home or hunt the wild life to the brink. That's where Nero and his comrades would step in. Protectors of the Elven realm. Alas, it lasted most of his life until he got tired of the endless cycle. He began to turn more towards the joy of being a Thief. It earned him better coin than he ever recieved in his life and the thrill of running forever sparked him. He now wanders the realm on his own, stealing, running, fighting through each town he passes. He still owns a small home in Fal'Addas but many stay clear of him. A curse he gave himself but no care none the less.

Sarah J maas. TOG