Born and raised in Maur Tulhau, Enedwaith,  in defense of Tahitoa, it should be noted that he was in very tight financial circumstances  and a bit more then tipsy when he agreed to join a passing caravan heading West . Had he  been completely sober and had not reached the very bottom of his purse, he might have asked more questions about the final destination.  It is quite hard for him to conceal his true nature, for his flaws are the stuff of legend in Maur Tulhau. He is, all there know, a lover of adventures and beautiful lasses,  keen on his ale and good company, always ready for a good time.

He is an engaging sort of lad, however, quick-witted and vastly amusing to those that get to know him. It has even been suggested in Maur Tulhau, that  if Tahitoa really wanted to do it, he could make orcs giggles and bogards laugh right our laud. His nimble fingers are even quicker then his wit, he is a highly skilled jeweler, hunter and flute player. He has traveled all over  the taverns and settlements of Enedwaith. Although he was primarily interested in his local information and news, he had heard stories about  distant cities and lands in the West, in a place called the Shire. He had listened to these stories with profound skepticism  but also  growing curiosity as these tales had stirred his imagination, and he sort of promised himself that someday, someday, he'd  have to go  to the Shire and look for himself.