Al

A mysterious traveler who washed up on the shore of the Southern Continent lost, weak and hungry. Currently resides in Red Port.

Al
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Al, on the Red Port beach.

## Appearance

Al is a young human man, with tanned skin, dark brown eyes, and dark, disheveled hair topped by a pair of old goggles. He dons worn-down clothes covering most of his body, and often covers most of his face as well.

Because of this, many find it hard to read his expressions.

## Personality.

In his youth, Al was bold and reckless. Always eager to impress those around him, he was easily manipulated and was often used by others. Eventually, he knew he was being used, but accepted that this was what he had to do to fit in.

As a man, he had become quiet, and reserved. After realizing he was the only one he could rely on, he closed off from others. He let go of lofty old dreams and past morals, and focused all of his energy on just surviving one day to the next in this harsh world. He tells himself he's given up, but deep inside? There must be some reason he's kept pushing...

As somebody who lived a harsh life himself, he remains neutral to most people, even those who have committed various crimes.

## Life

Al was born on a faraway continent, where resources were scarce, and conflict, bountiful. Raised in a poor family with little education, he had spent most of his youth getting involved with the wrong people, and then subsequently into trouble time, and time again.

After losing, or running from every person he'd previously cared about, Al began a nomadic lifestyle, doing odd jobs as he travelled. Helping build fortifications at a village, delivering goods, fighting as a mercenary, spending weeks on a fishing boat, he wasn't picky about the work he took, and learned plenty of valuable skills along the way. He just put in his work, and kept to himself. Every day, he would do everything he could to survive. Even with all of this effort, however, he made very little, and lived very humbly.

One fateful day, he had taken on a surprisingly well paying job, but was unaware of the full scope of the mission. Used as the fall-guy for an assassination plot on a beloved political figure, he had gone from a nobody to a wanted man. After running and hiding for almost a month, even barely surviving an encounter with a group of soldiers, and desperate to escape, Al stowed away on a merchant's ship set to leave to another continent entirely.

In the bottom of the merchant's ship, he was living off of stored goods for weeks until he was inevitably found. He'd fought off the man who found him, tied him to a nearby beam, and before anyone noticed that man missing, Al had elected to slip away to a small rowboat carried by the larger merchant's ship, and dropped into the sea with it.

Soon after he had escaped, he had realized he had nothing anymore. He was lost, with no food, no family, friends, or money, nothing. A wanted man in his homeland for a crime he'd never committed, never able to return. Still, he kept rowing, and rowing, even when an immense storm fell upon him, shivering, and soaked all of the way to the bone, he kept rowing towards even the most immense wave, towering over his small dinghy. Despite the impossible odds, he wasn't ready to give up yet. Even if it was futile.

After the storm, he woke up on a beach in an unknown land. It seemed as if he had been dragged up onto the shore, but nobody else was there. His last memory was rowing through the harrowing storm towards the largest wave he'd ever seen, and somehow... now he was here, miraculously alive, washed up to shore in a strange valley full of tall, red trees. With what little strength he had, he pulled himself up from the sand on wobbly legs, and started to do what he has been doing his whole life. Surviving.

## Skills

Al, overall, is a 'jack of all trades, master of none'. He isn't the most educated, but is hard working and open minded.

He is somewhat talented with a bow, and enjoys fishing.