Guilt complex who occasionally dives into things without thinking about it, and then needs to be saved by their Dire Wolf Aoife. Is trying to confront their past and do some good.

Vil was left in the woods as a baby, seemingly away from anyone. A clan of the Circle of the Moon found them, a mixture of Elves and Half-Elves. They mistook their gray skin for a wolf and named them Vil, which means wolf in elvish. They had been found while the tribe was making their way through Lieawen’s Forest during the Spring Equinox, on the way to their primary home along the eastern base of the Greypeak Mountains.
 
Foundlings are generally raised communally, though some members will take particular interest and take the foundlings under their wings.
 
Meghana was a Half-Elf that took Vil along on her foraging and hunting adventures, teaching them about the natural world and survival skills.
 
The other was Nar, an older dwarf who had found graces within the tribe long ago. Him not being of any elf origin did somewhat put him as an outcast, but him being with the tribe so long and gaining an elvish name over his previous showed his acceptance into the tribe. Him also not giving two shits also went a long way. He helped show Vil the trades, teaching me the foundations of smithing and leather working (him filling both roles within the tribe).
 
One day, while traveling with Meghana they came across a wolf cub caught in a poachers trap. While Vil provided aid to the pup, Meghana followed the trails and dispatched the poachers. The pup was young, barely of age to be out of the den. She was brought back to the tribe and Vil began to raise her. As she grew we figured out she was no normal wolf, but actually a Dire Wolf. She grew from a small and gangly pup into a beautiful black and gray wolf with piercing yellow eyes. Her withers coming up to Vil's waist.
 
Vil had few friends growing up, but several bullies. One of the primary ones was Leoro, the son of the Lead Protector of the tribe. Things began to escalate after their age group's Challenge until the point in Vil's early twenties when Leoro and his cronies pushed Vil over the edge. Vil became so enraged, that they severely beat Leoro.
 
Fearing the consequences and against the wishes of their friend Willow, Vil chose to leave in the night after the incident. Unable to deal with the shame of what they did.
 
They traveled along the edges of the forest after their self-imposed exile, staying away from it proper. They would catch glimpses of their tribe occasionally, and as soon as they did they would vacate the area. In the early days, they kept mostly to themselves. But after one day stopping some bandits from robbing a small family traveling to Eth Jupa and deciding to escort them, helping that family was the first time they had felt useful in a long time. The family they escorted introduced me to the Adventurers Guild branch there in Eth Jupa, and while they did not want to commit to a full contract, they did agree to coming and checking in for contracts.
 
Their work has taken them to places like Drashear and Noktril, and even a short stint to Vasselheim. When they haven’t had a chance to work with the adventurers guild they have worked with local blacksmiths and leatherworkers, giving them a small reputation with them. In their mind, they are putting the things that Meghana and Nar taught them to good use.

Age

31

Date of Birth

Found 1st of Ahamdas, 3633

Gender

Non-binary

Eyes

Green with brown flecks

Hair

Black

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Light gray-purple

Height

6' 1" or 81cm

Weight

246lb