Firefly Glen Lard he comin'!

On the first, I was but a man. He began to spin the tale. One young enough to learn the ways of the Nereids, I was taken as a prize of war. His people in the bayou had been slaughtered. The men, at least and any females who rose arms against the Nereides. The rest of women and children were free to go, or to join them. Aiolos grandfather, leader of the Black Bayou, had been killed. A mother who did not survive the war. A basterd and an orphan. Aiolos speaks these things to Chickadee now. 

- And I was accepted to join a scouting party to look for a group of our own gone missing. It was how I came to these wilds here.