Genn Sunsin was born in the province of Quel’thalas, and his life never really took root under he was thirty-five. At this point, the first war had begun and he was becoming into his skills with his tongue and with his hands. After the second war, he had made himself a small infamy in Murder Row, but he kept himself under low profile with the guard, tending to help them rid the Row of the more troublesome characters.

 

It was shortly after the third war that Genn met up with Axarus, an Orc of grand stature and rather on shaky ground-since Genn was somewhat caught from stealing two flasks from the Ironswift for a curious client! After some quick speaking however, the elf and the Orc came upon the client who wished to steal from the Ironswift and the Orc spoke that frankly to the woman. After however, Axarus saw some talent within the smaller man, and hired him onto his crew for a contract or two. comradeship and then friendship sprung forth after a year together, and soon after Genn was plunged into the craziness known as Red Rum, headed by the infamous Eddie Rose, or Eddie Blades.

For a good year and a half, Genn danced and jumped around death within Red Rum, encountering cannabalistic women, sadists, masocists, eccentrics, cool-feeling insane projects, and even surprisingly a relation or two. After ending the contract after Red Rum virtually disintigrated after the acclaimed death of Eddie Blades, Genn wondered the world for a bit, talking with old guild and society contacts to keep himself entertained.

It was then he met a certain Snazalfrazzel and Tanava, elven rogue and she-orc shaman; along with the rest of Tainted Sanity. He had soon then fel alongside Tanava, and after something of a close relationship appeared. His motivation for training to defeat one particular custom however surprised even himself as he did for the month, his body toughening and his agility quickened.

However, at the time of the customs; a duel for his right to mate with her, ended in utter humiliation it seemed as he was coldly turned down and de-graded in front of the Society. He had come again after her when she put on her armor and defended herself, knocking him out cold in a bloody mess quickly and efficently. Afterwards, he was be-felled by a black clouded depression as he contemplated about being so fully tricked by a she-orc, and himself styled a rogue. His very foundations had been shaken greatly, and with that was completely distracted or in a daze when one talked to him. The next day however, at the insistence of Sakero, a small murloc who was aboard the ship he lived in now, Axarus and his uncle, Axneth, spoke to him calmly about the whole thing after Genn told his tale. Sakero gave him some thick hot soup, and both Axneth and Axarus had given him some spot of a different perspective; that the deception at the duel was not for him, but Tanava's soul maybe. They found it far too suspicious for someone who's been that close to someone to simply break off with no emotion at all.

Genn now walks about Silvermoon, though his step has yet to regain it's usual bounce in his step.