High Rock fared relatively well during the long interregnum following the fall of the Second Empire in the Second Era
Hughe was born in High Rock, to a wealthy family with strong ties to nobility. He was sickly, and showed more desire to read books and do math than to work the fields and insure his family name stayed strong. It mattered little to his mother, Muriele, who had two other sons that would carry on the name in the similar manner of their father. She shielded him from his brothers as much as she could, and they respected her enough to keep their hands off her youngest child. Of course that only added to their dislike of him, and caused a jealousy that teetered on hate.
Hughe's father, Birane Yvienne, had little use for him, as Hughe could barely remember the two ever really speaking more than two sentences at a time to one another. His interest in the stars and in how nature truly worked was of little interest to a farmer who made his wealth by the callouses on his hands, the sweat on his brow, and the strength of his back. Sure, knowing how the seed grew and what it needed to grow was of good use, but the make up of the plant itself mattered only to sissy mages and the lazy philosophers. He once heard his father explaining to his mother that he loved Hughe far more than she, and refused to allow him to grow up so weak and helpless. He blamed her for what Hughe was becoming, something Hughe did not understand at the time.
He remembered her sobs, and how his father made no attempt to comfort her.
Hughe was ten and the year was 572, when Hughe first heard the name Ada'Soom Dir-Kamal, The King Among Demons. His father was going on about how magic created such creatures and that was all that it was good for. Hughe said little, as he ate his meal. His brothers were joking about something among themselves, paying very little attention to any of it.
"They come from across the seas, not the Abyss," his mother said.
Hughe's father eyed her a moment, and looked ready to toss his plate of food at her, before he calmed back down. He was not a man that enjoyed being corrected.
"You know your problem? You know too much about magic," he responded, as the table got really quiet. "You know too much about magic, and you are trying to turn this boy here into a demon calling Abyss loving mage like your father!"
Hughe's mother looked to her sons at the table, a bit shocked that he had said such. Hughe and his brothers were shocked as well, as they never heard anything about their mother's father.
It was then Hughe realized his father meant him, when he said "this boy".
"None of your sons are going to be mages," she said low, but then looked her husband in the eye. "You dear, are the only one putting such in any of their minds."
"You boys may as well know what stock your mother comes from, in case it tries to rear it's ugly head in this house," Birane said, a smile coming to his lips.
Muriele looked shocked at first, then her own eyes narrowed, as if daring the man to go on.
Of course Hughe's father would not let a woman keep him silent.
"Reachmen, that is where she comes from. I saved her from those witches and how does she repay me? See how she acts to me boys? Your mum is a reminder to never fall for a savage, and keep your line pure."
Muriele slowly got up, never looking to her husband or her boys, and left the room.
"Go join your mum, boy," Birane told Hughe.
As Hughe left the room, he heard Birane explaining to his brothers that Muriele was not really their mother, and he was sorry he ever brought the curse into their family home.
"Krist the Lionheart? No. Lionheart was my dog" -Krist
"Darling, if looks were everything, I would be king of the world" -Luke
"That place, between day and night, that purple color just before dark, that is where you will find me"- Hughe