"sounds alot more interesting than my tale i'm afraid. my old name was shiro gantzero, grew up on a farm not far from here that mainly grew wheat and potatoes and had a small chicken coop. we were fairly wealthy for farmers but we were still farmers and the lord treated us like such. the lord of the time was sir rubarch, an old knight that earned himself a title and some land in some war no one cares about anymore. he'd gotten fat and greedy so he taxed the hell out of his people and as one of the higher ups of the village my dad was often sent to his manor to negotiate fairer terms and taxes so people could eat and such which of course pissed the lord off but my dad was an ex soldier for the previous lord so lord rubarch knew that if he had him imprisoned then he'd not only get the village pissed at him but also his own men because he'd actually trained with a fair number of them so my dad used to be able to handle negotiations better than most other village folks. anyway, that's how things went for a while until one night one of the lord's regeants came to our house wounded and seeking aid so being the idiot that i was i helped him in and tended his wounds but the minute i turned my back on him he knocked me out... i woke up tyed to a chair with lord rubarch sitting opposite me while a massive wolf was pacing around my bound family... the lord started spouting a bunch of crap about common folk knowing their place before he had his pet wolf start laying my family down and eating them alive while i watched... i don't remember much after the wolf was done eating my dad. i woke up in the woods not far from my family's farm with my dad's old sword and my eye covered in blood while the rest of me felt like a mess... i spent some time walking to a local monastary where the monks took me in for a couple years but after they started noticing... changes about me i got kicked out... been here ever since" shiro says evenly, getting wrapped up in his tale and telling more than he wanted to, touching the scars on his eye when he mentions it while the anger in his eyes turns to sadness for a moment while he talks about his family. after a few moments of silence the top of shiro's hood twitches, something moveing underneath it before he turns and leaps at something, disappearing into the underbrush for a few minutes before a wet snap is heard and he comes out with a rabbit with a snapped neck, smiling as he looks it over, his mind diverted from sadness by the lure of fresh meat. "knew there was one of these little bastards around..." shiro says happily before digging around for a knife, skinning, and butchering the the rabbit, cleaning the hide while the meat cooks for an actual dinner