Hudgirs was a woodchopper till he found out that there is more thing in life then just chopping wood and started to go on adventure.

“So, you are to forsake me as well?” Her pain must have been apparent for Boridhren hastened to her side to embrace her as her face fell. Her eyes were sparkling with the first hints of tears as her reached up to cup her face in his hands. “My beloved, I shall never forsake you, neither here nor in the west” he caught the faint glimmer of hope light within her deep silver eyes, a pair of eyes that had melted him the first time he had espied her nearly ten score years hence.