The Backstory of Aurelio Baldor

I can still feel it all. Each emotion of being at home with mother and father. Pipette and Rothnar by formal first names anyway. It has been too long since I had the sensation of eating mother’s hare pie down by the river near our farm. The walls of Chepstow seemed so large from the outside. It was almost as though everywhere I looked I saw the mile high walls that kept everyone on the inside ‘safe’. I spent my days growing up being the family farmhand whilst father travelled inside the wall to apprentice a blacksmith in hopes of a better future. I have memories of Grandmother Piper but she moved away when I was younger. Father made sure I was literate from a young age. Books were a part of my childhood, even the tattered old cowhide covered books with as much as fifty pages showed me that there was more to life than being on a farm. Skully used to meet me at the foot of the wall at the end of every week. We were good friends and always had each other’s backs. I managed to see him one last time before I left home, but it wasn’t for reasons I was expecting. You see, he’s a servant to one of the Carsons’, Tywin, I think. He was the one that urged me to leave. He said things would be dangerous if I stayed. Anxiously trembling, he told me that he was hearing whispers about a religious cult that were abducting people and sacrificing them to evil gods in exchange for the privilege to dabble in dark magic. After seeing him, I knew I had to get back to mother and father at once. I rushed back only to find the house turned upside down as though someone had a fight. Mother and father had vanished. I went through all the rooms, checked the stable & the attic. I found one of my tattered books sitting under the table. As I turned it over, I was shocked to see what had been written on the hide cover – “A wonderful sacrifice has been made, for the gods shall bless us with their darkened magical blade”.
Since leaving home, it has been difficult to trust anyone. I still haven’t told anyone about what I saw on the book, or why I really left the farm. I always knew that maybe I could be something more. I want to learn the art of healing so I can be of help to anyone that may need it. I feel it would be good to get some experience fighting so I can be my own safeguard on the lonesome roads throughout the isles. I plan to find some friends that I can trust and that I can feel safe with. Eventually, maybe one day, I will find out who is leading this syndicate and enact my revenge for taking my family away from me. I just want them safe, if they are even still alive.
At 19 years old, the story of Aurelio Baldor is just beginning. A humble human from humble beginnings that only wants more in life as everything around him has been disrupted. His wit and intelligence may save him yet, but all that is for nothing without friends, training and experience in this cruel world.