Varian Wright, vagrant Huntsman [DONE]

Varian had a rather normal childhood, lived with his parents in a small house, spent most of his time with his mother since his father was working a lot and rarely home. He ran away from his parents however when he learned that they would get a divorce after his mom was caught cheating. Spending only the weekend away from his house, he came back hungry and frozen only to a burning home. The cause of the fire being arson, many thought that Varian's father couldn't deal with the divorse and his son's sudden disappearance and would have burned the house down, although no body was found in the rubbles.

With his parents now either gone or dead and with him presumably gone as well, Varian began to live in the streets, begging and stealing just to get by. After many years of getting into trouble and nearly killing someone by accident, he decided to change and do good around him, helping whoever he would meet that would be in need, but with his past actions he had a hard time not to do wrong things, even for good. Stealing, lying, dealing with shady people, yet it was all to help those who needed it the most.

After a while and with his heart burdened, Varian decided to travel across Remnant in order to change and escape his past, to forget the dark things he did and start anew. Still living as a vagrant, he managed to get enough money to take his first and last plane to Vale, but the machine had mechanical malfunctions that caused the aircraft to crash on landing. This accident sprouted a fear of flying in Varian as well as chronic chest pains. Not a fan of conventional treatment, he turned to herbal medicine which helped him greatly to deal with the pain.

For the next years, Varian has roamed Vale as a Huntsman and lived many tales of Grimm hunts, fights with criminals and other great adventures, but none of them were grand to him, as if his actions were part of the job and were normal and in no case extraordinary. In his travels, he ended up hearing about the island of Bellmuse, which made him really curious, enough to travel there by boat. With the promise of new experiences and still aiming to settle down one day, Varian was now in the ridiculusly small Kingdom to continue his life.

"You know..." did an old man said to a young one while diriging his boat towards the island. ...you would have arrived way sooner if you would have taken an airship like everyone else." At the word "airship", the young man's head perked up as he stared at the aged captain. "Are you crazy!? No way I'm going back in one of those thing! I nearly died last time, I'm not about to bet my life on another of those steel birds..." His reply got a chuckle out of the bearded man while they were getting closer to their destination. "Say, you're going to that Huntsmen Academy, aren't you?" The guy kept his eyes on the man, his gaze filled with questions and curiousity. "I didn't even know that Bellmuse had that. Huntsmen are trained on this tiny place? Grimms do show up everywhere so I guess it makes sense..." The captain obviously looked suprised by the youngster's ignorance. "Of course there's a school here. We can't get people from the other Kingdoms each time we get attacked by Grimms, we'd be dead by the time they'd be ready to leave." The young man nodded, mumbling to himself that it made sense. The rest of the travel was done in silence with the exception of the waves crashing against the boat. Smoking his pipe with his medicinal herbs burning in it, Varian thought about what Bellmuse would welcome him with.