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Tharivol grew up in a very loving and caring household, if a little loose with even their own rules. The household consisted of his father, his father’s childhood best friend and his aunt, Tharivol being the only child and truly spoilt and cared for by all three adults. He was given a decent schooling, though despite his ability to learn, he didn’t really enjoy it, preferring instead to be distracted by the things around him. Often only picking up new skills if bribed to go exploring or adventuring with his father’s friend. What Tharivol did excel in was obstacle courses and climbing, often sneaking out at night with his aunt to parkour around the city, meaning his dexterity was very high from a very young age. Tharivol also loved to, and was surprisingly good at dance, probably helping how light and swift he is on his feet, a skill his father and his friend loved to spend afternoons with, teaching him.

Tharivol became a rogue as he wanted to push his skills, hitting a time where his ‘family’ wanted him to settle down doing something else, but he wanted to keep honing his dexterity. He fell in with a duo of people, a Kenku and rather small dragonborn, whom lived in the city, a rogue and bard. They noted Tharivol’s skills and invited him on most of their adventures, building Tharivol’s tendencies and like for money. He still lived at him with his ‘family’, as he became a rogue, practicing with bows, his favourite weapon as he is uncomfortable with being in the centre of battle, preferring distance. Though, despite him not realising, his family did know about this, and as long as he didn’t get caught or do anything dumb, they were more then happy for him to do his own thing, as now a young man.

As his friends wanted to leave the city, having got themselves in trouble, Tharivol couldn’t be held accountable for anything, but he still wanted to leave with his friends, to which his family wished him luck and told him to be careful.

Things went wrong for Tharivol while on his travels with his friends, the three, believing themselves to be safe for a while spent multiple nights at a tavern, getting drunk and enjoying themselves, when the law caught up with them. Tharivol, drunk and heavily confused in this state, ended up fleeing, after his Kenku friend was torn down in front of him. He does not know what happened to the dragonborn he had grown to care dearly for, as he could not bare the idea of finding him dead as well.

From here Tharivol swore off drinking, traumatized by his losses and failure to help his friends, he also took to running the minute he thought the tide wouldn’t sway his way. These events and time affected something else as well, that pains Tharivol to think about, he can no longer remember where it is he grew up, his families faces foggy in his mind.