Born in the steppe..
to a small tribe which branched from the Kha, they didn't get to experience much of live there. One day, as their mother took them to the markets, a mage attacked her, and took the kid. Travelling far from there, to an unknown place, morrigan was raised to be this mage's disciple.Yet in all those years, they barely got to learn anything.. Their eyes set on the ancient grimoire of which this mage worked so hard on to open, yet never got to..Dying from old age, it felt like grim irony that morrigan was now left alone. having no idea how to even venture around in this world, nor where to go. he remained by the mage's grave, till a new teacher came by. offering them a pact, a agreement of which they couldn't resist and power like none other, they took it.now with better and bigger chances, they carry this old grimoire still, travelling around to learn and see if they might be able to one day open it..