Sanlus

The first-born of a butler and his wife, Worrasz was given his name by the child of the Baron they served, a child destined to succeed his father; his name was Charles. The humble servant matrimony, feeling they had raised Charles - as servants so often do for landed families, allowed the boy, who was a mere 15 years old, to name their son. Obsessed with Pasnian culture, the Baron’s heir could not help feeling inspired, and so he picked the uncommon, and likely never-before used name of Worrasz, a name that, the butler was sure, would live on in the annals of history. So it was that Worrasz was born; Worrasz “the bold” Perry.

Growing up, Charles became some sort of older brother for Worrasz. Their societal constraints were always made clear by all local authorities which made the young servant accustomed to the difference in rank with his friend. Worrasz’s ambitions were to become a diplomat, a man of rhetoric, and a soldier, a man of the sword. He aspired to have this duality, to alternate between the battlefield of the negotiating table and the battlefield on foot and horseback. Whilst the friendship with Charles did not earn Worrasz a particularly prestigious position in the levy upon joining, it did give the officer in charge of training a special eye for the son of the butler. Before long, he was shooting up the ranks, a trainee, a man-at-arms, an officer in training. He could surely manage himself with a blade which made him valued at the Barony.

Worrasz was ambitious, and he knew he could get far in his home, however, he had a calling - the Kingdom of Man seduced him from passionate stories divulged by bards and old books. As such, he decided that his time at home was over, that he had to leave the Barony where he was born, and form part of the Kingdom which was destined to keep the continent of Atlas and the human race alive.