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My name is Nakra, I was born in the Nation of Krugmar. While Growing up I was always taught by my father that looking weak will get you killed and that your should always fight with honor. As a kid those words didn’t mean much to me but I later would learn their true value. In my childhood my father saw me as his pride and joy, and decided to train me to be a warrior like him. Besides that my early years of child hood was normal, I helped my dad and my mother doing different tasks for them. But then came the news about a new realm of Arcas which is when my family payed people to take our family over to the new realm. My life from then on changed for the better, I got to be in a new place and help my father more. Though life is not always so great. I left my family and went on my own way and decided to wonder from town to town living off the land till I found a place I wanted to call home. But later that year I received a letter from my mother about my father passing in the “War of the Two Emperors”. After hearing the news I decided to come home for a little while to honor what he did for my life. But after that I took off in the middle of the night and went back to my old ways of roaming looking for a place to call home.