Bane nods and lets out a sigh. He had no where to go, he was homeless. He looks at the king and then the leader of the guild. "Could I still take you up on that offer and be part of your guild? Since I have no where to go." he says. This was true, before he was captured by those men, he was a wonderer who roamed from place to place, doing odd jobs. But of course he was alway cloaked, not wanting to reveal what we really looked like. Usually people found out anyway and he was soon chased away by the whole village. Occasionally he would be able to do his job and leave. He lets out another sigh. "I can also do odd jobs, I am willing to do anything..." he says trailing off as he looks down at the ground.<br/><br/>Bane stands there feeling stupid and ashamed, the reason he felt like this wast that he was begging them, begging them for a place that he could call "home". He never really knew what was home because after his parents died, no one was around. The only thing that saved him and protected him was a mother dragon who a recently lost her brude, they were killed by a group of dragonslayers. She raised him and nurtured him like he was one of her hatchlings. But at the age of 6 she was slayed by a dragonslayer and thats when he became a wonderer and a loner. The only thing that covered him now was a worn and tattered black cloak.