Vrer was born deep in the mountains, his family living on the slopes of a tall peak. He was a weak and sickly pup, barely able to walk. Since he couldn't do very much, he would spend a lot of time sitting on a rock or ledge that had a view on the valleys below. For hours, Vrer would look down and to the end of the horizon, dreaming about distant places and folk that live there. But those were just dreams and empty wishes, as he knew that he would never be strong enough to travel. Until one day it all changed.

A stringy, weathered half-dog, half-wolf came by him. "I can give you what you want" he said, his voice like gravel rolling down a rocky slope. "For a small payment, of course." Vrer didn't believe that he could make him able to travel, but he agreed thinking that he had nothing to lose. The stranger reached out to him, moving like lightning and lashed out with his claws, tearing Vrer's eye out. Vrer howled in pain and fell to the ground, blacking out. When he came too, the half-breed was gone, so was his eye. But to his total surprise, his body was now strong and healthy. The stranger was true to his word, Vrer could now travel to his heart's desire.

Since then, Vrer traveled extensively. With the eye that had left him, he saw many things beautiful, strange and unusual. He'd met folks from friendly and quirky to bizarre and morose. But the person that he was truly happy he befriended was Foru. Vrer met him one day and from that moment they became almost inseparable. Foru was the only one that matched his appetite for travel and adventure, always planning for the next big thing they would do together. They would fall into scraps and came out the other side only because they supported each other in everything they did.

 bio by Voronwis