Sword clutched close to his side, this man cautiously took his steps into the Allagan ruins, He spent his life around priceless artifacts, opulent abodes, and the lethargy of the upper class. The tragedy that was the beginning of the Seventh Umbral Era had dispelled the comforts and trappings of an easy life.
His family had spent their generations trading in the misunderstood technology of long past, and he himself had consumed plenty of time tinkering away at various baubles of magi-technological nature. It should have been easy money. After all, what was the worst that could happen...
With no money, fame, or glory, there would be nothing left to hold this man back from finding meaning for himself in this world.
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