Long before the war drums echoed, he was only a farmboy’s son. The fire that swallowed his mother lit more than her pyre — it burned away his name, his childhood, his mercy.
Through smoke and tears he fled into the Shallow Marsh, where Mother Mandragore found him. She fed him poison, taught him steel, and whispered vengeance into his ears.
Now the Free Farms remember him not as a child, but as the warlord he became, the wildcat in the steel mask — Bite Dealer, heir to the flames.
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