He smiles. "It's a bit of a long story." He sits on the bed. "Three years ago, I was exiled from my home, having been accused of a crime that I did not commit. While I held no grudge against the village, I knew I could never return, so I began something of a pilgramage. I journeyed across the world, honing my magical skills and meeting new people. Eventually I heard of this place and what it stands for. I had grown tired of travel and decided to come here. To give myself a bit of a challenge I decided to come through the mountains, though I clearly didn't pack enough heat runes."