I am a human male of 16, born on the first moon of the cycle. I never met my father who left for battle with his garrison of men; even at birtht, save for the glad tidings sent saying thus: a healthy first born male has been gifted by the Creator of the Worlds. The Wolf Moon sings once again and her children join; thus his name shall be Wolven.".
Many moons and breadths have come and gone and I am now 16, finally a man in search for quests, adventures and other dangers that will serve to leave my own legacy. I am regarded as fair to behold yet robust" thanks to the rough, sometimes nomadic, way of life mother and I led. Standing quite average at five feet, I have fine dark hair at shoulder length, hazel nut eyes and a heavy tan which makes my skin darker than it naturally is.
As one who likes to strive at self improvement, I am often seen with soldiers and fighters, learning their ways and honing my skills as a man of my own despite my shy tendencies. Far from my deceased mother's path of ruler or king, I am as of yet called to explore, become stronger and adventure. Thus I am called "Wolven The Adventurer".