I was born the son of a dwarf washer woman. She laundered clothes for the local unmarried men. She taught me languages, books and how to live well and wisely. I grew quick, strong and sturdy with pale eyes but a stout frame. My mind was quick as get. I want to be secure. Free from threat, peril and fear. I am tall for a dwarf. And I want to do deals with others to gain what I need to live.