He was born near the frontlines in a Holy Orenian Empire camp and there is where he grew into the man you see because he was near the lines so, he didn't receive an education so he was never taught how to read or write. He saw men kill men in the name of their gods, so he has no faith. He doesn't say even a slight distaste for faith, for he worries that people will not take kindly to that. His parents worshiped the one creator. His parents were too busy fighting in the Sedan Rebellion. He had almost died to the undead, but someone died to protect him. He wears the armor of his protector, so he can fulfill his protector's duty to protect the city.
Vars Malir: I am here for none of those things. This city is looking for new guards. So I am here to join the guard and fulfill my duty that was passed to me. This duty alone is why I am here.
{With that Vars moved past the the man and continues to look for the guard captain's office.}

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