Falgor and Garlande

Falgor Bio up to the point of meeting with the group:

Falgor himself was born to a very humble, poor couple in the city of Aht Urghan, or more specifically, the Commoner's Ward of Al Zahbi. Although they were poor and humble, they had strong ambitions. Their family goal was to escape the Commoner's Ward and get out of the fighting. That ambition would have been the start of a chain of events that would forever change the family.

His mother Yuke had already some of her own issues with the citizens and soldiers of the Near-East. She was Far-eastern, a kunoichi skilled in the arts of ninjutsu, but originally came to Aht Urghan, ironically, since they are her mortal enemies. Despite that, she felt she could learn to accept them, but of course, nobody would, save for the man who would be her future husband, a lowly guard. Despite her Far-Eastern heritage, dialect, and looks, the man fell in love with her, and eventually they wed, a white-haired boy born to them.

Growing up, he was fascinated by one thing; the Empress's elite guard, the Immortals. He never understood the source of their power, how one became an Immortal, a Blue Mage, or why some looked sick all the time. Often he'd follow them, sometimes wandering into the Whitegate district, watching and noting them, sometimes getting found out and chastised, even sometimes being accused of spying on sensitive operations. However, he was taught plenty by his mother how to sneak around without getting caught, which was increasingly frowned upon by his father.

When he came of age to join the Imperial Guard (he looked old enough, but was 17), his mother grew concerned. His father had begun to show signs of an illness that she recognized, something that Falgor even recognized, but didn't associate it with anyone outside of the Immortals. At first, he was proud to think his father was being recruited into their group, but out of fear, his mother had took him and fled to the Westlands via cargo ship, to Elshimo. There, she met those friendly to Far-Eastern people, although they were concerned about the growing young man.

Their concerns went away as he accepted their way of life as his own, readily adapting, though the thoughts of his birthland continued to swim in his mind. Of all the Far-East arts he learned and trained with, he loved fighting with his fists the most, disciplining himself with the talents of a Warrior and a Ninja, training with furious intensity and dedication. When it came time for the young Monk to venture out into the real world away from home, they sent him to where they could at least keep an eye on him: The Republic of Bastok. Once there, he did some basic work: Intelligence gathering, some small missions, and sometimes even went to Jeuno for some jobs, and of course, he was an adventurer, so he went on adventuring parties with random people, some he considered friends, but had little ways of contacting them, unfortunately.

Little ways, until, a fateful slap on the rump sent him on his way into Fate's cruel arms…

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