He grew up in the Iron Hill, raised by his Father (Dremur Blacklock) and mother (Hris). His values are founded upon a Blacklock's, being of that clan from birth, due to his father being on such a clan. He started travelling from a young age, with his brother and father. He enjoys using his crossbow, his brother, Drebur deemed him 'The Arbalist', and was likely, from his shots, deemed correctly. His skill with his crossbow is well known amongst the caravans in the East, as he is extremely accurate with his shots, as well as his superior tracking skills. All of which, he learnt from a few trainers, but mostly in the caravans. He is a closet poet, and frequently writes stories, and songs. His father died in 2997 T.A., leaving his brother the caravaneer and merchant. Until he departed their homeland on the Red Mountains. And Drobur stayed with his mother, he worked as a guardsmen. When his mother died in 3012, he finally found time to travel. He travelled for a year, and then resided in the Lonely Mountain. In the year 3016 T.A., he received a worn looking letter.... *the rest of this page seems to be tattered, and illegible.*