Early in his life, he had a name. That name long forgotten, replaced by a moniker fitting his obsession, a tunnel rat. That obsession led him to dig in the hills, mountains, caves and even the dark deeps of dungeons across Sosaria. Long were his adventures and journeys prying riches from the earth. When Trolls and Golems and Elementals awoke, he became adept at fighting them. Nothing would stand in the way of tunnel rat's quest for the gems of the earth. Long and lonely were the days of a tunnel rat, he circled the land digging and fighting... fighting and digging till he came upon the very mine where he first put pickaxe to stone. Before him stood a simple marble building, functional, but dilapidated and unused. Upon it hung a sign.... "For Sale" An idea began to form in his tired brain... What if he stopped wandering the land? What if he rested a bit? Could he find apprentices that would appreciate his knowledge ? Decision made, a tunnel rat pulled down the sign... exchanged his hoard of earthly metals for gold and went to see this Rezon fellow about a house.