Ulfstand was born, part of a lineage from a foreign land that fell from the sky. His father, a dexterious security guard and with the rest of his family part of a line of accomplished warriors.

Since his hatchling days, the imperial's mind remained occupied. The world outside his current home. He was told it was pretty varied and was eager to both get to know it and reach the other members of his lineage. Where did they live? His grandmother and great uncle knew where his Waterdeep was. Where the founders of their lineage were, but what about the rest? About his uncles and the like? His imagination came up with all sorts of ideas about how all those places looke like, which pushed his hobby. Sketching. Getting the products of his mind on paper. He hoped to be able to compare those to the real deal when he came of age.

When he finally came of age, his great uncle trained him in the art of battle, thing the imperial enjoyed since it'd help him keep him healthy and well on his trips to the outside world.

The first trip was really pleasing. The hard part was picking where to go first. So many directions to go towards, all leading to unknown terrain.

Upon his return, he requested a place of his own on his home. Or rather, some better equipped quarters of his own. A place where he could draw more comfortably in, with the goal of drawing maps of the places he'd been. That way he'd be able to guide himself better and visit his relatives and the home of his lineage more comfortably. Oh, and also find the Tower of the End of the World to find the weapon waiting for him while he was at it.