“No.  I hunt criminals.  Took to flight to hunt them.	Men... men crashed near tribe.   My people helped them, but they were bad.   Hiding from law.. they did ...” he snarled and let loose a string of harsh foreign tongue.   The memory of losing his sister still brought fresh anger and pain to the surface.   Maybe he never really dealt with it properly or he just had issues keeping his anger in check.<br/><br/>Urudal had to stop and close his eyes as he took in a deep breath.  He held it for a moment as he told himself to calm the fuck down.  The brute started moving again and focused on the feeling of the sun on his face and the sound of the animals in the forest. It was clear he needed a moment to gather himself.<br/><br/>It was a long time before he spoke again.  “These people killed many of ours.  Killed my sister, Lily.  So I hunt them.	That was a long time ago.  Many decades.”  It truly was a long time to hold a grudge, but mostly the large man blamed himself for her death, which is why the anger stuck so long.