The Common Man.
It had been some time since Álvaro had been seen by any of his friends in the City, the last time he saw any of them was aboard the Pez Globo, on a raid gone wrong off the coast of Ithania... but that is a story for another day, and this is a story about what happened to Álvaro after he washed up on Ithania's white-golden shores. For context's sake this event takes place sometime in early to mid 306 A.C., after the Avanthar invasion of Lusits and before the Vampire crisis in Regalia.
However, as I said, it had been quite some time since he'd seen any of his friends in the Holy City as he was marooned in Ithania, without a penny to spare past what his earrings were worth and the ruined clothes on his back. It took some time for a crew that spoke Daendroquin to port in Havensreach, and even longer for one to take the downtrodden looking fellow on as a crew-member. Álvaro, for the first time since his adolescence had to live like the common man, looking for work to no avail-- well, to eventual avail I suppose, but the toll it took on his pride was significant but not without it's benefits. It granted the ageing man a new perspective, one that was close to being lost in his now somewhat privileged life.
Upon meeting a Merchant-Captain Joaquín Herrera who required a Daendroquin/common-speaking crew mate our luck-forsaken hero was finally in the runnings. Álvaro posed as a refugee who had fled the Avanthar north as to avoid the suspicion of being a pirate, and went by the name Álvaro Veloso, a fisherman. It wasn't until long at sea however that his particular expertise arose and Captain Herrera began harbouring suspicions, but it was too late, the crew were en route to Farah'deen and there was nothing to be done about it, well-trained crew-members were hard to come by these days.
The journey was in truth rather unremarkable, the crew docked in Hammaneh, a city rather familiar to Álvaro, who, much to his mal fortune was recognised several times by old shop vendors and friends, asking the once Captain where he'd been, and what goods he might have for them--this of course only alarmed Captain Herrera who in his rather fair judgement left Álvaro in the city after he did his own poking about.
Left again, penniless and in a country that didn't understand his language he was left to wander. It was only by a stranger's charity that Álvaro survived so easily. After sleeping rough for a few nights, local slavers caught on to a rather well-built intimidating looking Ailor riddled with tattoos and a thick beard. One night, even giving chase to Álvaro, who in a fit of panic banged on strangers doors trying to get in to avoid the slave pits of Amkhar, where he was certain to end up but fell through a stranger's door as they opened it, who just happened to be an Apostle of Ramos Dai. The Apostle nursed Álvaro back to health, and sent him on his way to a friend, an Apostle of Kafir Jin.
Álvaro, whilst always striving to be a good Unionist could never do it, in fact, he was rather dismal at it as it conflicted with his beliefs about the sea and his notorious hedonism. However, Narathim ideas stuck with him to a degree. It brought him to the realisation, far too late mind you, that he was not the invincible young pirate he once was. He was getting older, and his body showed signs of it. No longer in his prime, he decided to devote himself to Kafir Jin and became an Apostle. Whilst it could be argued he is still often self-destructive to a degree he tries to hamper it, he does not take lives with the callous regard he once had. He could not undergo his pilgrimage to attain all the bells and whistles of becoming a fully fledged Vaji, and therefore he is not but he takes their teachings to heart.
Whilst he is still not particularly good at following rules and edicts, he certainly tries, and certainly believes in them. He has ridden his body of opiates, alcohol and tabacca and is dedicated to the ideals of the Narathim whether or not he is actually a member.
Shortly after, he returned to Regalia, in search of redemption armed only with strength of will to aid him.
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