His tone was a little broken as he decided might as well be honest "Well employers is a nice way of putting it. Was their guard dog and blacksmith, they tought me the trade, clothed and fed me in exchange for being the family weapon. I thought I was part of the family, a freak accident, but still a member that is until I disobeyed 1 order and they turned me in to the city guard to be flayed and eventually burned at the stake. Turns out they killed my real parents when i was a baby and decided to use me from then on. A long term investment. So luckily I escaped the stockade and made my way here...after a quick stop at their home. So being used my whole life has left me a little guarded about trust". He didnt enjoy talking about it, too many bad memories of betrayal