Vindr lept into the air off the top of the building. that moment of freedom when nothing could hold him down or nothing could stop him. his bear feet touched air and he lept again. this was freedom, he smiled as he took off running into the air.

He had found he had this talent when he was only a young boy. a fight had broken out in the school year between three of the local bully's and Vindr's best friend of the time. He never found out what had started the fight but he always believed that his friend had said something insulting like he commonly did without thinking. the punches had only just started flying when Vindr had jumped into the fight. pulling the bully's off his friend he happened to turn and see the punch aimed at his head. all he could think of was stopping the punch, and that is what the air did. not only did the fist stop inches from his face but when the boy tried to pull his fist back it would not move. the air had solidified around his hands and now held him.

form that day to this his friend wanted nothing to do with him, the others in his school avoided him. soon their fear of him become so much that he left his family and all that he knew to go to the city. at first he had hopped to find others like himself but now all he could do was find a way to live and to gain food.

He had saved a few people the first few days and they in turn had given him lodging and food. now he had a full network of those he had saved that gave him food, lodging and as of late he had found a old woman that owned a tea shop that would make him outfits to hide who he was.