Living in the north, people have hated the Solamnic Knights as long as I can remember. In order to survive, I also had to turn against them. Sadly, this meant turning against my Uncle, my only guardian. I stood idly bye while he was torn from his home. Although what happened next was far worse than I could have imagined. He was executed for crimes he was falsely charged with. I rushed to his home, my home, and found that it had been put to the torch. I ran inside and grabbed the few meager possessions that I could... those, and the gear he had used as a Solamnic Knight: His armor, sword, and shield. I used this equipment to make some money by hiring myself out as a mercenary. Eventually, I was hired to protect a young gnome named Zooger. He was one of the few gnomes who had learned to study magic, apparently under an uncle. However, his uncle had turned against him and many of the other gnomes, taking control of a significant portion of Mt. Nevermind. I was hired to take Zooger someplace safe until it would be safe to return. It was during this time that I first ventured to the haven of Solace, and met the rest of our party...