Bold, charismatic, and ever humble, this is the story of Myen Ghul. Born to a small family in a rocky wasteland, he lived a lonely childhood. The villiage children shunned him and threw large rocks at him. After a severe accident involving much fire and a lot of dead children, the villagers forced him away. He wandered to a small hut. Living inside was a candle maker. He smuggled special "incenses" and various narcotics inside his candles. Myen fondly grew to love the high he got from the candle smoke and spent the next three years strung out on candles. During these years, he wandered the world burning things, inns, homes, small animals, various wile canines, a cow, and the occational grove of trees. One day as he wandered he happened upon a small hut with a rather fierce woman living it with he roddly spineless husband. And the rest is history.