I grew up on a farm in the outskirts of Atrómitos as a kid. [With parents and a sister who he thought were his blood relatives still, unaware of his real parents or his half-elf heritage thanks to the lack of visible evidence.]

Until they sent me to a temple in Krimnos to cure me of my afflictions.

[There's no bitterness in the words that follow, but his eyes are back on the sky as they walk and his smile gone.] I was on my way to Thalassa when I got a little carried away. A couple of my friends were in danger and there were just too many arrows.

[He stopped the ones headed for his friends and took the ones he hadn't noticed right in the back.]

Didn't quite make it to the city.