Arc 691 - 718
- Zasalamir is the love child of human aristocrat and his Sev'ryn lover. He, like the rest of the cherubs, was kept secret from his father's side of the family, being raised by his mother and the Sev'ryn. He never understood why his father avoided him at first, the averting gaze every time he would visit. The uninterested look when ever the boy wold show him a trinket or what ever fascination he had. It wasn't till his 16th birthday that his father showed interest in him. He wanted to take Zasalamir with him, but his mother would not be permitted to join them. The adults argued over the future of Zasalamir, one not wanting his blood to waste away in the southern wilds, and the other wanting her son to find peace in himself and in nature. When it was all said in done his father had his way and would soon leave his mother and the place he knew as home, with a man he hardly knew but would have to learn. Within three ten-trials he and his father would set sail to Etzos. His mother took this time to instill the heart & spirit of the Sev'ryn into her son. The first ten-trial she showed him how to hunt, and rely on the land and allow it to provide for him. She taught him how to survive in the wild, how to calm the mind and let his spirit be the guide for his choice and navigating the land. It took several tries, many mistakes, even some food poisoning, but with the help and guidance of his community, he was able to get the hang of being on his own in the wild. By the second ten-trial she taught him the way of the herbalist, how to know what plants and herbs could heal a multitude of injuries & ailments, being able to cook up concoctions and remedies with nearly anything in one's environments. With his mother's extensive herbal knowledge she was able teach him how to be able to tell which things in the wild are poisonous and which are safe to ingest if he ever found himself out in the wilds by himself, now knowing what the wrong decision can feel like. He made sure he absorbed all his mother had to offer on the topic. By ten-trial number three, it was time to enrich his spirit. This was a crucial part, as it was his Sev'ryn blood and she refused to allow it to fade away from him. She wanted to make sure even though he was not with her, he never forgot where he came from and his Sev'ryn blood. She broke down the importance of meditation, keeping one's soul pure, and being one with nature and the spirits around him. Showing him breathing techniques, to ways to calm his mind, she made sure to drill the importance of his spiritual health. The last night they had together Zasalamir and his mother enjoyed stories she recanted of those who had journeyed out into the world like he was about to do. She reminded him that no matter what his father said, she loved him, and to never forget himself. She did what a mother does and instilled final words of encouragement and knowledge. That same night his mother revealed something she had held on to for quite sometime now. She told her only child she was an empath, one who could feel and manipulate the emotions of others. She explained to him that it was a secret she was both proud and ashamed of, but it was part of her.That wasnt the only reason however. During his growth, Zasalamir had shown that he could understand the way others felt, as well as having minor insight into their way of thinking. He was personable and many often found comfort when speaking with him. Knowing that their relationship as mother and son was far deeper than most, she had no doubt he would be able to handle this final gift of hers. Finding a secluded space within the forest she prepared him for the initiation of Empathy. Binding all of her emotions into her spark she passed on to her son. What Zasalamir felt next was far beyond any words he could muster, even to this day. He always thought he knew how his mother ticked, but this was an eye opener for him. Behind the smile and easy going demeanor of his mother, was a woman burdened and haunted by regret, shame, and sorrow. He was feeling her every emotion as if it was his own. The process lasted into the morning, the sun peeking in overhead as the emotional weaving had finally come to an end. In the end, Zasalamir embraced his mother, tears flowing like water breaking through a damn. He had no idea his mother hurt so badly. It was an eye opener and he would etch into his own soul as a great life lesson.
The next morning He was on a boat to Etzos, waving goodbye to his mother for the last time. It was an awkward ride to Etzos, His father trying his best to reassure his son that this was best for his future and lively-hood. At first Zasalamir was adverse to leaving the place he called home, but he rationalized that it would be a good experience for him. Meeting his other relatives was.......... interesting to say the least. They welcomed him with open arms and all seemed well. But after awhile, he became aware of the disapproving gazing and slighted remarks about his mother and his common & mixed blooded birth. To their dismay however, he was unbothered by their discontent. Instead his focus went into the family business, which was jewelry making along with gem cutting. He took to it rather quickly learning how to spot the perfect gem, getting the best cut, tailoring gems with a design to showcase their unique beauty. It was the one thing that brought him and his father together. They bonded rather easily through his adolescent years into his teenage and budding adulthood when it came to the gem and jewelry business. By his 21 arc, his father thought it was high time they bonded on a whole new level when he wasnt beating the man into submission. His father introduce him to other side of the family business. While successful in the Jewelry trade, his father was also established in the drug trade as well. He was astounded, appalled, shocked by the revelation. He did his best to remain within the legitimate jewelry business as much as possible, often than not, acting as runner for his father's narcotics. This caused his father forced him to have weapons training, as you never knew when competition would become bold and try to kidnap you or worse, seek your very life for your product. In terms of weapons, Zasalamir took to the longsword but only learning the basic sword stances. Now at his 27th arc, Zasalamir is in the prime position to help his father with a business excursion into Ne'hear in order to establish a base of operations and secure a distribution chain within the region as a liaison for the gems and jewelry and drug runner. What the Escolothe' House doesnt know however, is this is only a stepping stone in a plan set in motion 11 arcs ago when he set sail from Desnind.
