Sevren had saved up nearly 100 gold pieces to invest in his next invention, and the interest shown for his idea of enchanted garments convinced him it was time to make a move. The next day he made his way to Midland and went straight to Worsted Could Happen, his favorite clothier. He informed Stanley, the proprietor, that he would be purchasing three silk garments. Stanley found this a bit unusual, but let Sevren know a shipment was arriving the next day and that he could pick them up then. Unfortunately for Sevren, the young apprentice working for Stanley was also in the employ of Gaedren Lamm, whom Sevren had the displeasure of being acquainted with in his early days in the city.

Sevren was just finding his place in the city when Gaedren approached him with an offer to pay him for some odd jobs. At first it was simple, repairing and mending ripped cloaks and shirts. It wasn't glamorous but he could at least afford to rent a space to sleep in a flophouse in the Shingles. Soon, however he found out that the reason there were so many repairs to be made is that they were coming from thugs and pickpockets who had gotten into fights and barely escaped the law. Unhappy that he had been led into helping these men and getting nothing out of it, he angrily told Gaedren he could take his torn shirts elsewhere and that it was a waste of his skills anyway. Gaedren said he was a fool for thinking he could just walk away, and has harassed Sevren mercilessly ever since.

The boy passed the word on to Gaedren that Sevren would be returning the next day and that he would make for a juicy target.

By the next morning Sevren had grown extremely impatient, as he could not proceed any further without the garments to experiment with. He excitedly made his way back towards the store, paying no mind to other people as he strode through the crowds. Taking the fastest path to the store as he always did, he was just coming to the end of an alleyway when a large man stepped into it from the road. Just as Sevren was about to excuse himself past, another man landed lightly behind him after dropping down from an adjacent rooftop. He recognized them both from his early days in the city as two of Gaedren's goons and immediately knew he was in trouble. He had brought along a small, hollow, ceramic globe inscribed crude symbols he had purchased last year. He had been told that it would blind anyone near it when thrown to the ground. He had brought it along just in case something like this happened.

As he tossed it to the ground he squeezed his eyes shut and waited for nasty surprise that awaited his two assailants. Instead...they began to laugh. He slowly opened his eyes to see that his blinding bomb had been nothing more that a ceramic pot with vinegar inside. He tried to run, but the men quickly knocked him to the ground and made off with his hard earned coin. Furious, Sevren now seeks revenge on the men who robbed him as well as the old crook who has wronged him for the last time.

Growing up in the Shadowfell was not pleasant for Sevren. He found his interest in arcane experimentation was ridiculed, as his peers boasted of their deeds in battle. He kept up appearances by training with his staff, but his passion remained with understanding how magic worked. He left the Shadowfell when he was 25, as he could feel his abilities being held back by the very nature of the land he grew up in. He had heard stories of Korvosa and the history surrounding the city, and knew it would be a place his mind would be able to flourish.

His journey to Korvosa was inspired for two reasons. He is extremely interested in the ruins in the surrounding area, and sees the population of the city as the perfect place to make a name for himself through his innovative creations. None of his ideas have taken off yet...but it is just a matter of time.

He is keenly interested in using his discoveries and ability to enchant armor to secure a contract with one of the military groups in the city, but this is a pipe dream at the moment as he lacks the proper connections. He has kept himself in coin by repairing adventurer's equipment, and enchanting it as they prepare to leave the city. This has only served to heighten his curiosity about what lies in the ruins outside the city.

His recently spent an evening in South Shore, trying to determine how much interest there would be in clothes that could repel wrinkles, as well as remain spotless, even if the wearer were to venture through the Vaults below the city.