A male, the former son of a duke

When Queen Victoria's armies destroyed your home you fled, hoping for ****. You found yourself in the one place you could hide, the black Forrest. You had been very young, only the age of twelve. So when a group of bandits found you, you joined them with glee, happy to once again have some semblance of a family.

You trained in the trees. You learned to climb, to run, to fight and to shoot a bow. You dreamed of the day you could avenge your father's ****.

Well today is your day.