There are many rumors surrounding Esciaric, and most of them can be heard spoken in The Forsaken Inn or Ost Guruth. Many Eglain speak of a tall, scruffy, fair-skinned and solitary swordsman that arrived over a decade ago in The Lone Lands, settling among the many lawless and rough people who call this place their home. Through time and patience, the strange and quiet man became involved with them when he began to donate dead boars and other prey that he seemingly hunted by himself and without a bow. He also began stitching together crude bed rolls and clothing for some of the Eglain, and there are also rumors that he helped fend off several threats when they were under siege by various forces of corruption during their time of need.

Those who have sailed the vast and open seas of Belegaer may know a bit more of where he originated from, as his description fits that of a wicked, bloodthirsty and cold First Mate of a particular Corsair crew that many in Umbar held in high regard. Known for their harsh training and varying methods of employing as much cunning as brute strength and sorcery during their raids and naval battles, this crew was also renown for being one of the most effective trainers when it came to young prodigies of any kind. It was less than a year before Esciaric arrived at the Lone Lands that this crew mysteriously disbanded, with only a few survivors cursing the traitorous and long lost heir of one of the Black Kings for kidnapping some of their youngest and most promising talents and tarnishing the legacy of this once secretive and vicious crew that many have since forgotten.

Those from Rohan would likely not remember a young boy born into a fatherless home in a small village, who was made to tailor, care for horses and sing to ensure his mother could live well, often seen with bruises and cuts after she found a new lover. Far more unlikely is anyone to remember this same boy arriving at Gondor not long after, requesting to meet one of the envoys of Rohan in Minas Tirith who was reportedly appalled by the fact that his step-nephew had stolen the step-father's most prized horse and rode to escape his vicious fists. Before they could inform the boy that he was to return to Rohan with the horse, he was gone, nowhere to be found and never heard of ever again.

As of late, sightings of Esciaric can be traced all the way to the town of Bree where he is often wandering the markets and peddling lynx, wolf and boar hides as well as promoting his tailoring skills for all those that need it. He is not the finest nor the most elegant at his craft but his rates are cheap, he is always in good spirits and he always seems willing to lower his prices if one is to solve one if his easy and simple riddles.