Trill was born in the scavenger kingdoms, in a little shithole called Kled. The bastard son of some government official who abandoned his mother Laura before he was born, Trill grew up living a hard life, devoted to supporting his mother and saving his own ass. Laura worked in a tavern, exposing Trill at a young age to two things which would occupy much of his life from adolescence on: seedy characters and alcohol. Surrounded by such company, Trill naturally became well aquainted with the art of thievery. The defining moment of Trills youth was the tragic murder of his mother when he was 12. She got in an argument with a real bastard of an elf over the cleanliness of his food. The elf beat trill's mother, who over the course of the next month became ill and died. Trill swore himself to hatred of all elves at that point, and from then on lived in the gutters, keeping himself alive by begging and stealing. He's a real punk, very street smart and doesn't take jive off of anybody. As a result, he can be hard to get along with. Deep down, though, he cares passionately about the poor and the plight of many of the residents of the scavenger kingdoms. Despite such grim upbringings, Trill is possessed of lively spirit and a healthy sense of humor. He is an ugly mo-fo though, scarred from early brawls in his childhood, pierced and sporting a mohawk.
The story of Trill joining the party began, like many of his subsequent adventures, with a bottle of grog. One fateful night in the 15th year of his life, after cutting the purse of a wealthy traveller passing through Kled, Trill celebrated his aqcuisition of a few gold pieces by heading to the nearest tavern, offering to buy drinks for all and getting shit faced. In the midst of his revelry, the traveller returned, sober and fully armed, and demanded the return of his property. Filled with the almighty power of alcohol, Trill took a swing at his newfound adversary and was promptly beaten to a pulp. Upon waking several days later covered in blood and vomit, Trill though to himself "Self, I've been living here long enough. I've got to get out of this dung heap. Then I've got to get out of this dung heap of a town." Fortified with newfound determination, he made peace with the resting place of his mother and left for Steppe. He found work as a barkeep for about three years. During this time he attracted the attention and later befriended a powerful thief named Milenia. Hearing the tales of her past convinced Trill that the life of an adventurer was the life for him. Shortly after Trill's 18th birthday Milenia invited him to join a party who were in need of a thief to reclaim a piece of artwork stolen from her art gallery. This is how Trill came to join the company of Taine, Xi'an, Aurelius, Grubb, Lackey and Hajax. And the rest, my friend, is history.