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− | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#999999;font-family:Georgia;">Dayir | + | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#999999;font-family:Georgia;">Dayir Ura is a man who carries a mystery all to himself. Some have known the man who delves into the deepest, most insane depths at the spurring of a mere rumor. That man is armed, covered in tools and equipment, a curious glint in his eye and a focused resolve on his expression. Several others know the man who walks with all the confidence that Hydaelyn can bestow, ancient jewelry hanging from his body, long coat billowing as he moves. That man is the one who finds himself with the strange, the arcane, and the beautiful, some curiosities going to the highest bidder... some going only Twelve know where. Making his living, ostensibly, as a merchant, Dayir is simply someone who wants what no one else knows exists, chasing artifacts, magickal research, and lost places, a hound for the lore of the world, and a man with the resolve and talent to seek it out. |
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− | + | The Ura are are a mining people, born to the earth, and tied inexorably to it. Beyond the trade of ore and wares, such a wandering spirit as Dayir's was never accepted among his kin, and his wild, dangerous antics as a boy would soon cause him to be spurned by his tribesmen. It would not be long before, one particularly emotional night, he was cast away from the Steppe, finding himself alone and defenseless in a continent that would rather see him dead than thrive. Only through the benevolent actions of a kind benefactor was he kept from the ever-expanding abyss of death that awaited him. The Lord Laurent, both his caretaker and teacher, managed the impossible task of raising a wild teenager of a wild people into a refined, noble man. He nearly have entered politics. Can you imagine? However, Dayir was bitter, and the spite of what cast him away still lingered in the young man's heart. Where most would have turned to vengeance, Dayir, curiously enough, turned towards information. His people were ignorant. He would not be. His people were poor. He would not be. He learned to fight from drunken escapades through noble houses, and refined his brawling into something more powerful with the tutelage and harsh instruction. Already voracious for knowledge, he set out with a final 'thank you' to stake his claim on Hydaelyn. | |
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− | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">One particularly emotional night, he was cast away from the Steppe, finding himself alone and defenseless in a continent that would rather see him dead than thrive. Only through the benevolent actions of a kind benefactor was he kept from the ever-expanding abyss of death that awaited him. The Lord Laurent, both his caretaker and teacher, managed the impossible task of raising a wild teenager of a wild people into a refined, noble man. He nearly have entered politics. Can you imagine? However, Dayir was bitter, and the spite of what cast him away still lingered in the young man's heart. Where most would have turned to vengeance, Dayir, curiously enough, turned towards information.</font></div><br> |
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Revision as of 15:02, 12 January 2019
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The Basics
General Information Dayir Ura is a man who carries a mystery all to himself. Some have known the man who delves into the deepest, most insane depths at the spurring of a mere rumor. That man is armed, covered in tools and equipment, a curious glint in his eye and a focused resolve on his expression. Several others know the man who walks with all the confidence that Hydaelyn can bestow, ancient jewelry hanging from his body, long coat billowing as he moves. That man is the one who finds himself with the strange, the arcane, and the beautiful, some curiosities going to the highest bidder... some going only Twelve know where. Making his living, ostensibly, as a merchant, Dayir is simply someone who wants what no one else knows exists, chasing artifacts, magickal research, and lost places, a hound for the lore of the world, and a man with the resolve and talent to seek it out.
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