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Jurik Zymuri

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A young mercanary...
 
What would make someone so young, choose a path as dangerious and low as a common mercanary? That, my friend, is a tale long hidden back in Jurik's mind, but always there... always remembering...

Past...?
 
Ah yes, everyone has a past. Without a past, we would not exist. So, let's begin the story that only Jurik remembers.
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The continent of Angowan... dividedinto two kingdoms, Angara and Gondowan, North and South. Angara, home of the Temple of Venus. Gondowan, home of the Temple of Mars. Each waged war, water versus fire, good versus evil. The lost tribes of Earth and Wind aided where they could, but did little to cease the war between them. Major port cities such as Kalay and Tolbi, the cities that sat on opposite banks of the borderline, Gondowan Lake, were sent into ruins from the war.
Then came the Years of Peace. They lasted nearly three years, were everything was quiet. It was as if the battle had just stopped, as if it had never came. Then came the Night of Raining Fire. From the top of the Temple of Mars came a blaze large enough to be scene as far north as the Temple of Venus.
Thus, from the sky rained meteors of both fire and stone, smashing the Angara into ruins. Without fail, one large rock hit every town without fail. When morning came, the survivors looked to the Temple of Venus, to see that one such flaming rock had embedded itself in the side. The top too, was set ablaze.
Thus, from all directions it seemed, the army converged upon the people. Thus, the Years of Peace were over....
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Ah, the small town of Vault. The town was no more then three home/shops and and inn, surrounded by a platue on all sides. They proved helpful. The meteor aimed for the town only rammed into the platue, blocking the only entrance into the city. Thus, they had time to prepare.
Zylong Zymuri, Jurik's father, was a powerful and well-known mercanary. He had met Jurik's mother on a job long ago, in Gandowan. They had never been married, but when Sophie Lionheart had become pregnant, Zylong had chosen to stay until Jurik was born.
Almost immediatly after Jurik was one and able to walk and talk a bit, Zylong left for Vault, taking Jurik with him. They leaved there for many years, the loca inn keeper taking care of Jurik while Zylong went on his jobs around Angara. It was when Jurik was 13 did the Night of Raining Fire begin.
The small town was swarmed by the soldiers. Jurik was taken by the old innkeeper to the river, south of Vault. There, he was covered in a blanket and pushed downstream, the river carrying him out to sea.
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A child, lost in life....

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One of Jurik's appearences

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Name: Jurik Zymuri
Date of Birth: December 4
Age: 15
Race: Human
Job: Mercanary
Current Job: None
Alignment: Lawful Good
Status: Single
Love Interest: Classified