I was just a little boy when my parents were murdered and I got kidnapped. my parents were wizards and had trained me well. The kidnappers didn't know that, though. When they tried to torture me, I fired a bolt of flames at them and killed them. After they were dead, I ran away and got my food from villages and homes I found. When I became 18, I did hard labor for people for money to buy a house were I could practice my magic. People found out I stole food, though, so chased me out of town. I left and I am now  on the run, looking for food and a home.