Andar Volar was born on the outskirts of The Capital in a small homestead with his three brothers and two sisters. As he and his brothers learned to work in the fields his sisters were married off to pay debts his father had taken out to keep the family farm running. It was his eighteenth birthday when he was out milking his favourite cow Beatrice when he heard a blood-curdling cry from his mother and looked over to see his father and two brothers being dragged away in shackles for seemingly a crime he had no knowledge of. Andar followed his flesh in blood to The Capital and unexpectedly to the town square where he could over here a guard reading off lists of names and the crimes and then he hears "Voltar Volar, Treason. Antona Volar, Conspiracy to Treason. Montar Volar, Conspiracy to Treason. and Honater Volar, Conspiracy of Treason." Andar was shocked to see that after every name called the respective family member whom he grew up with were subsequently beheaded and discarded like a rack of meat Andar was used to getting from the local butcher. Ander with his head slumped and his feet dragging slunked his way home only to hear the roaring blazes of fire and the smell of smoke engulf him. Andar began to jog, then sprint his way on the cobblestone path home only to realize his father's farm was engulfed in flames and his mother nowhere to be seen. The footsteps of townsfolk rush up behind him and Andar has no choice but to slip away into the fields that aren't yet burning to only head south into the wilderness to make a new life for himself and someday find out what happened that confusing and terrifying moment in his life.

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