Long ago, you needed to set off towards the Silver Void. Without the appropriate monetary support or the required spellcasting tools, you turned to the movers of the social world. Through force of will, precisely chosen words, and careful negotiations directed on many different worlds and locales of the Astral Sea, you made your way to your final destination. Your exploration of the Void between Worlds was one of social interactions. 

Still, you experienced the wonders of the Silver Void: you no longer hunger or thirst. Driven by an unknown force, you drifted from one part of the Astral Sea to another. You have lost count of the decades that have passed since left the Prime Material Plane. Your age is fuzzy. Are you as old as when you first left, or have the relativistic interactions that you experienced on many different worlds stretched your timeline beyond any other?

Even now, wherever you go, your body has forever been changed by the winds of Space, Time, and Fate. Your eyes, hair, nails, or other small part of your body are unperceivable except through spells True Sight. Perhaps dust levitates a foot of the ground when your swing your weapon. But above all, because of all the different peoples you have met, people simply seem to find you interesting.

Skill Proficiencies: Two of your choice.

Tool Proficiencies: Spelljammers and other flying vehicles.

Languages: Two of your choice