Player: Hector
Email: zur@djemity.chaosdeathfish.com
Caste: Wordshaper
Bio still to Come.
As one of the founders of the Renaissance Republic, Zur Fra Rai turned his talents to organising the settlement of the Eastern continent of Balas following the Teklo Republic's declaration of his blasphemy.
Zur worked fervently in the last year of his life, ensuring that immigrants of all races were welcomed into the Republic with open arms. Realising his time was short, Zur also planned for a way to serve the nascent Republic in years to come.
The Artist Formerly Known as Jupalo crafted a fine statue of the wordshaper, which was imbued with the power to walk by a Kirlsa enchantment. With his dying words, the great wordshaper poured his memories into the statue for it to carry them (and his staff) to wherever the Republic needed them.
After spending many years walking the land dispensing Zur's wisdom, the statue's motive power eventually faded. It now stands in the great hall in Rebirth, bearing the inscription “Let it be known that the Renaissance Republic shall be a home for those seeking adventure, for those seeking shelter, and those who look beyond the horizon” and advising all those who come before it.
-Early History of the Renaissance Republic
“It was a spectacular event, that day when Zur, I mean the Misguided, duelled with the Spirit Xo. He had constructed a great arena near to Rebirth and I journeyed for months to reach it.
I had thought there was only to be a great storytelling competition, but the Misguided had clearly planned more. As he told his story, the Misguided showed that he still spoke the blessed tongue of the Teklo with grace and eloquence. Even the Sylphim courtier Shon was unable to match the Misguided's words.
At the climax of the competition, an empty chair at the table was filled by a humanoid spider, which sent the room into hushed whispers. Naming it to be Xo the Spinner, the Misguided challenged the creature to a duel of words.
Their stories intertwined for hours or perhaps days, for time became strange as their words evoked wild other places and times. Certainly the Teklo was just as relentless in his fanciful tales as the Spinner and finally the Spirit capitulated, declaring the Misguided to be the victor.
You want to know the prize awarded by the Spirit? That is a story for another time…”
-Yelig Fra Bois, told to his grandchildren