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Name Zakram Nylack
Age 26
Gender Male
Species Human
Ethnicity Essyrini
Height 5'8''
Occupation Architect and self proclaimed scientist
Residence Capital city of Essyrn

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Physical Description
Standing at just over five feet and eight inches, Zakram is of average height and build with dark Essyrini skin and hair. Not much stands out about Zakram from the crowd aside from his unusual white tattoos on both his arms and hands. He normally has his hair tied into a small pony tail on the top of his head and wears a pair of cracked golden rimmed glasses over his dark brown eyes. Zakram also has a single piercing on his left ear in which a golden earring hangs.

Personality
Generally speaking, Zakram is a pretty level headed dude and quite laid back. Unlike a lot of his people, Zakram is not motivated by wealth or fame and actually harbors a strong distaste for many of the practices and traditions of his people. While still young, Zakram is surprisingly compassionate and bold.. But this normally gets him in a lot of trouble. Truth be told Zakram thinks that if wasn't for his father's reputation he'd probably be dead by this point in his life for constantly standing up for the helpless, despite having no battle or magical experience of his own. Zakram is also in a constant struggle with his father's expectations versus his own morality. He hates his father because he is cruel and unforgiving, but only stays near to protect his much more timid mother who is always under threat from domestic abuse. Because of this, Zakram is motivated entirely on finding a way to bypass the barbaric traditions and rules of Essyinri society that give people like his father power, and hopefully build a place free from their influence. Despite his families immense wealth, Zakram normally refuses to be served by any slave and hopes to master his studies in both architecture and alchemy so that he can one day cut himself off from his oppressive and brutal parent, and take his mother somewhere safe before it's too late.

Magic/Abilities
Zakram is not known for magical skill or combat prowess in the slightest. He knows nothing about holding a sword or spear, and has never once attempted at practicing magic. No, Zakram's worth comes entirely from his mind. Due to his family's wealth he was able to get an excellent education from an early age. Over the years, studying the natural laws of this world became a hobby for him, and soon enough he dedicated his life to it. Thanks to this, Zakram has been able to build all sorts of contraptions without the help of magic due to his architectural studies.

While not considered an expert by any means, Zakram has also dabbled a bit in alchemy. Creating a few useful potions from old recipes, he has committed them to his memory in case the need arises.

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History
Zakram was born to a wealthy couple of Essyrini nobles who lived a full life of luxury. However, from an early age Zakram had experienced the horrors of his father's work and had enough time to develop a hatred for it. Zakram's father, Kellok, was the owner of many slaves and that worked a brutal mine in the desert. For entertainment he would sometimes pick random slaves and have them fight in the arenas. This was not uncommon in Essyrn, but Zakram's hatred for his father began when he picked a slave that didn't work in the mines, but rather his own estate. Zakram was only 8 at the time, but he had manged to make friends with a few of the slave servant's children that normally worked in the kitchens or the gardens. Zakram's parents would obviously disapprove of this kind of relationship, so Zakram limited his time to a single kid. Her name was Mina. For generations her family had been slaves, and she worked closely with her mother who served in the kitchens of Zakram's villa. The two formed a special bond over time and Zakram found himself visiting Mina in secret more and more during the night hours. However, their relationship was soon compromised when a guard caught them sitting on the estate's walls one night. By now Zakram was 13, Mina was 12, and both were in a heap of trouble.

The morning after Kellok brought his son to the arenas but kept the purpose a secret. It was the start of the fighting season, so Zakram assumed that he was being forced to watch the games like he had always been. However, this time it was different. He was surprised to see his friend Mina chained to a post in the center of the arena. The following minutes were the worst of Zakram's life. His father grabbed him by the collar and forced him to watch the screaming girl get mauled by the arena's beasts, all the while claiming that Mina was an animal, not a person, along with the rest of the slaves in Essyrn. And that his son would never be seen with a savage animal. It was from that day forward that Zakram's fear for his father turned into a boiling hatred. He never forgot Mina's face.. Nor her screams as the monsters tore her apart... Nor the cheer of the crowd as they did so. Every detail of that morning stuck in his head for the rest of his life.

Knowing there was nothing Zakram could do to his father without putting his own life and his mother's in danger, the kid pretended to get over the death of his only friend. Over the next few years Zakram returned to his studies and became a prodigy in mathematics, chemistry, and engineering. Now Zakram is 26 years old and makes many trips across Essyrn, making a living off of his architectural skills across the desert rather than relying on his family's wealth to get by.  However, Zakram's hatred for his father never went away. He still vows to one day build a city far more beautiful than anything his father had, without the blood of slaves. And hopefully avenge the murder of his dear friend... Even if he needs to turn into a murderer himself to do so.

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