Backstory

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My clan was all murdered when I was a very young age by a fowl woman that leaded the whole clan into doing this, which makes me the last elf in the world. How is this possible you may ask, well my clan was the last to exist and while I was off getting berry's for dessert the clan was wiped out, by the time I got back everyone was.....dead. The clan that murdered mine had already filed,except for one smirking male who was coming toward me as I stood  shocked and unable to move . The words he spoke sent shivers down my spine,"well well well,looks like I missed one......looks like a young one,and a far to pretty one to kill. Say how old are you" he asked. I was to scared to not answer him in fear in what would happen "i-im 11" I said to him as he stood there smiling."Oh your a boy........ehhhh I'll deal with" he says hitting me on the head with his large axe. I fall to the ground,and he picks me up and brings me to a random house.
I get tossed on the bed as he starts to take off his clothes.

I awaken to a bright light and birds singing.I get up in a panic looking around for the man it looks like he left though. So I attempt to get off the bed but end up falling as I feel a giant pain in my ass. Suddenly memory's of the horrible things that happened last night  come flooding through my head. I stare at the floor in shock"h-he......raped...me" I say as tears start to flood down my cheeks.
And now 5 years 3 months and 6 days later hear I am serving in the wilderness with only one thing in mind , to kill everyone who dared to hurt my clan.

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