Hinjo's tribe was always too small and too poor to ever have a hope of holding off their powerful neighbours for long. But the tribe made their neighbour pay so high a price for every foot of ground, eventually they settled for a peace agreement. Hinjo's tribe became a tributary of their neighbours, but they kept their freedom. In the ensuing years, many of the tribe were recruited as house guards by the nobility. For Injo's tribe had proved themselves to be, not only capable warriors, but also deeply interested in learning and knowledge. They were, despite their furs and braided locks, rather civilised.
So Injo, like his father before him, left home to serve in the house of one of the nobility of XXX. After five years, Injo decided to move on and see something of the world he had read so much about. HIs first stop was Freeport - the city where the world meets.
Over the last few months, Injo has become something of a regular visitor to the library of Freeport. He has come to make a number of friends among the staff and other regulars, including Brother Egil.
