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Aer-Shur is quite the flamboyant individual. Walking through the streets Menorcress Shur keeps his head held high, and always pushes conversation to its breaking point with his brethren, but the Mori know of Shur's games. Even if the conversation leads to Shur's side being cut by blade, or him ending up pleading on his knees at the sight of a Matron, deep down, Shur loves pushing peoples buttons. Even though Shur's bloodline leads back to the Terafil, but his allegiance is to none, rather, Shur is a sellsword. If there is a certain Mori who has been bugging you and causing you issues then Shur can get the job done for the right amount of coin. Although Shur has no problem doing simple jobs like these, he finds them meaningless unless its for somebody of a certain importance. As a child Shur spent his days in the libraries (when allowed) reading up on the surface races, deep down he developed a certain hatred towards them. Particularly the humans, he views them as weak and short lived. Living only to the ages of 80-90 is not nearly enough time to gather up the power a Mori can. He dreams of days where he can venture to the surface and purge the world of these weak individuals seeking to make Nemiisae proud in his ridding of the weaker race. Until that day, Shur makes money any way he can, seeking one day to start his own group of sellswords until he has enough men pledging to him so that he can take the raid to the surface, in the name of Nemiisae!