RRavsh Arkitek

rRavsh... rRav... rRash... rRavash??

 * How do you even pronounce it?!

rRavsh spent his early years in the foster home of Sanne Van Barcht, being brought there as an infant by a travelling merchant who only said Sanne the boy's name. This wonder of a child spent most of his free time carving wooden figurines and small house decor. When passing houses he considered beautiful, he always stopped to study their every sigle plank and nail - their color, placement, structure... he sometimes spent hours walking around different buildings, and being scolded by Sanne afterwards for not completing his chores.

He dreamed to make the world around brighter - more pleasant to admire, to leave his mark on it and... to have his name known as wide as his steps.

At the age of 17 he decided to finally leave home. He traveled were his eyes lead him, working any job to just have enough money to live and appreciate the man made beauty on his way, until one day a weird clumsy brown pigeon flew strait into rRavsh's head at full speed, knocking the guy out. After waking up he saw the bird dancing by his face in circles and a piece of paper with an invitation to join the construction of a new town in the young Republic of Alfheim, Uldarash (continent of Haven) named Axel, and it was signed by Niftyzebra - one of the founders of Alfheim and a proud Gambling addict.

New home, familiar faces
Upon arriving to the empty hill by the ocean he was greeted and immediatly given shiny tools and sent to dig out the future port of the city. The wide smile on his face did not narrow thoughout that whole day, and when he was told he could even keep the tools for him self it seemed like his face would crack from the smile - that happy he was for his new found fortune!