Legends of Belariath
Sul Ziarin
To the west of the town of Nanthalion lies a dense forest that few dare to tread. Deep within this forest used to dwell one of many clans of wolven that have steadily been forced to migrate ever so closer toward civilization. The urbanization and deforestation steady drew the forest dwellers into smaller and more remote patches of forest.
In such a forest did the boy, known as Sul, grew up. During most of his life within the forest there was an uncertain peace with the surrounding areas. There have been talk of attacks made upon local settlements, but nothing has reached too far into the forest.
As with any pup within the pack, Sul looked up to the elders for guidance in his physical and mental training. Often, he competed with his siblings in rivalries that mostly included wrestling around. Under the watchful eye of the pack, Sul grew into a young wolven warrior.
While trying to keep the guise of the strong, but silent loner, he secretly kept friends with others in the pack. These friendships would only strengthen in the time to come. As for siblings, it’s believed that he had several brothers and sisters while growing up.
Always adventurous, the wolven often made his way out into the woods to forge new paths for himself and reenact stories he has heard in village gatherings. And it was during one of these outings that the attack finally happened.
Not long ago did a force attack the village. Taken by surprise, the wolven populous scrambled to arms, but were cut down by the force that seemed to be led by both human and elven-kind.
A vindicating malice in hand, the wolven tried to aid in the later part of the struggle, but was soon overwhelmed. Helping whom he can, the wolven tries to flee into the forest.
Traveling all over as a hired mercenary, the wolven comes upon the town in hopes of fame, fortune, and most of all, adventure.