<strong>"I'll try my best to summarize, but I warn you I'm not very good at it."</strong>Marks answers, taking a few moments to consider what to say.<strong>"I wasn't born into a family of wealth or real importance, just simple fisherman's family that lived in a tiny shack of a house. Being fishermen my foster father went away for weeks at a time to earn his meager wage. During one of his trips mother had an affair with a passing wizard and ended up pregnant with me. She tried convince him it was his child. Yet looking the way I do, it was pretty obvious that he was not the father."</strong>Stopping briefly to gather the rest of his thoughts, he continued.<strong>"Since I had no ambition of becoming a fisherman, or remaining poor the rest of my life. When I was old enough, I gathered what I could carry and left that crappy little fishing village behind to find sometime more exciting to do with my life. It took several years of hard work, but I was able to become decent at both tracking and fighting. I also learned that being part dark elf allows me to see in the dark, which is defiantly handy when trailing my quarry through blackness. Did you want any more spirits, Magna?"</strong>The bounty hunter ends as he offers to fetch her another drink.