Zatirri/Zolan

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Zolan Zatirri

Beginnings:

Zolan began life the same as the rest of his family, being tutored to work in the family business. He was being groomed to work out in the forests with the procurement of the wood, although he wasn't supposed to be directly cutting the wood, the commoners should be doing that; he instead chose to have a very hands on approach, sometimes actually assisting the commoners with moving the wood. It was not uncommon for Zolan's father to chastise him for doing "peasant work" when he as caught with his sleeves up, and an axe in his hand. Because of the way he worked, the commoners adored him. He would commonly invite a commoner to his table to eat, much to his father's disapproval.

His closeness to the common folk caused him much trouble within his family, both from his father and his siblings. One evening his father, after finding out that Zolan had become romantically involved with the daughter of one of the lumberjacks, order the lumberjack arrested. Zolan was ordered to forgo any relationship with the girl, if he were to step out of line the lumberjack would be executed. Zolan, though no match for his father, drew a sword and challenged his father to a duel to the death. His father accepted and they convened in the courtyard to duel. Zolan charged at his father with everything he had but received swift hits to the face from his father's pommel. Zolan, refusing to give up, kept climbing to his feet and charging at him again, and again, and again. Each time, just being knocked down. Blood was everywhere, his fathers pommel and hilt were stained red and Zolan's face and shoulders looked like he'd been dipped in dye. Finally, Zolan couldn't stand any longer. He lay there, a broken mess on the ground, covered in his own blood, sweat and dirt. His father, sword drawn, held it to his throat and kneeled down beside him and spoke.

"I may be the first to strike you down for this, lad. But I wont be the last" He sheathed his sword, and placed a hand on Zolan's cheek, propping his head up to look him in the eye.

"Peasants... they're not like you and I. They're simple folk, like the horses that pull our carts. If you strive to vie them as equals you will be opposed by every noble that crosses your path. You're going to need to be able to fight better that this. I wont have my first son die in an alley with a slit throat. You're no longer working the trees. I'm having you enlisted within the guard. If you're going to fight for this cause, you're at least going to fight well."

Zolan was spared, as was the lumberjack, but he never met his love interest again. From then, he served in the Zadvar Vestiege, the Zatirri family military and received a military education.