An Antunian, born in the Varodyr Clan, on a normal family, not rich but also not so poor, consisting with a 46 year old father caled Enric Thule, a 44 year old mother called Taylor Thule and a 10 year old brother called Alastair Thule, lived a normal life with a happy family and two caring best friends wich were a boy 2 years younger than him, called Lance, and a girl 1 year older than him, called Sophie wich parents were friends with my parents.
On my 10h birthday, Sophie gave me a red scarf because she saw me say several times to my mother that I was cold, because birthday is in the winter, so I carry that scarf to everywhere I go, and Lance gave me customised pair of gloves, that I carry always with me too but among those presents, the one who surprised me the most was the one my brother gave me, it was my first Bow, one that I later named Loch Ascella (means Lake Wind in Thuaidian).
At the age of 11, my brother formed as an apprentice of medic, and seeing the evolution of my brother and how he helped and saved people, in the next year, I started training combat and agility to become a warrior or an adventurer to help people too, expecially training combat with the bow and the combat axe. With the support of my friends and family, there was nothing to fear!
When I reached 14 years old, I didn't really wanted to join some formal army or something like that, I wanted to make things on my own, but something happened in the meantime while I was deciding what I wanna do, the death of my older brother at the age of 25 after being beaten up and stabbed in the stomach by 3 work colleges beause of him being an atheist and not believing in Canonism, when I was 15. It completly destroyed my hopes and dreams of wanting to become someone who helps others. I would always think to myself: "Is this the fate of the 'good guys' just like Garth Haryn?". But with my family, Sophie and expecially Lance praying for me to overcome my brother's death, I could not give up, so there I started my jouney to become an adventurer. So I planned my trainings and after the my 17th lived winter, I was finally an adult, and would start my intensive training in combate, agility and other things. I was planning to leave the vlan temporarily after I make 23 years of age, to explore the world I always wanted to explore and start my way to become a savior, so at 19th February my family organized a big farewell dinner with my affiliates and friends and in the next day I left the village. And my real story starts now.
Note: This scenario happened before his brother's death
There was no one around them in the port, it was like people were afraid of that man, so a bit suspicious of the bazaar Bikaro says:
- "I've just arrived here with my boat, I'm new in here so I don't know much where to go or how to behave."
- "Oh, so your a tourist who is wandering around here, I see. And where did you came from?" - Asks the bazaar, which name he didn't know and was still suspicious.
- "Why does that matter? I haven't even introduced myself yet. I'm Bikaro, Bikaro Thule, an Antunian who came here to see get something for my older brother, which is working on a medicine for mother that is suffering from a special fever." - responded Bikaro.
- "Maybe I can help you young man, what do you need."- he asked.
- "I need a special powder of fire, an essence that drop from a creature they call Blaze. And you haven't told me your name yet or who you are." - says the Adunian tourist, not knowing well what that man wanted with him.
- "You see, I'm Richard Flayserk, one of the most powerfull bazaars of this city, and by coincidence I have what you're looking from, but it will cost you something I've been looking from a long time ago, a fermented spider eyes, or do you prefer paying with money?" - he asked.
So Bikaro remebers that he has a spider eye I brought from his brother to give him luck in the trip and he also remebers he saying to him that the spider eye he gave him was something he had mixed with a mushroom and sugar too, so he asks the bazaar:
- "Is this what you're looking from? - and he take the spider eye his brother gave him and shows it to the bazaar.
- Exacly that, a fermented spider eye. So, do we have a deal? - proposes him.
- Deal! - he responds.
So Bikaro gives him the eye, but instead of the power he wanted, the man took from his coat a medium size and tries to threaten the confused Adunian, but he quickly grabs the bazaar's pulse, tightning it till the man finally drop the, and kicks it far away where he can't reach it. After immobilizing the him, that scammer starts to beg for pardon and gives the fire essence to Bikaro, letting him go after that.
Relieved and with the blaze essence in the bag, and being carefull not to burn it out with the powder, I go back to my hometown and help my mother get better from the fever.
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