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Jiratsu is a well known figure back home but left his homeland to prove his self worth... He wakes up suddenly lying on the ground facing a rock and some bushes. staying still he looks around, seems quiet? He lifts his head and chest carefully maintaining his balance while using his arms. “Argh, what the....?” Jiratsu remembers a little of what happened. His face changes to a frown and his body movement becomes more abrupt getting to his feet. Brushing off the debris and leaves from his shoulders, he has another good look around on the surroundings. “I must get to Haense, if what people say about it, i can finally start making a new life, and then maybe, MAYBE, i can start looking back while im at it.” He starts to walk down a path, no signs yet, but he has noticed orcs walking on another path ahead, he turns and walks a different path. “Orcs....im not wasting my time.! The Orcs and the Lur clan will get whats coming to them, but first, i must find a solid diamond sword to clean” Fighting against depression and loneliness, he searches to belong to a home of some sort. Only time will tell how his path shall be laid....