About Amuro EndoGeneral
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You were between ships in Port Peril, and after stopping for a drink at a tavern called the Formidably Maid, you happened upon a damsel in distress in the alleyway outside. Thinking you could help, you didn’t notice the thugs hiding nearby, and they caught you unawares. You’ve been on enough ships to know a press gang by the blow of the sap on the back of your neck—you just hope whatever ship you end up on needs a surgeon. Although the majority of your equipment was taken away when you were press-ganged, you managed to hang on to a fully stocked healer’s kit, and you begin the campaign with it, regardless of your starting circumstances. Ship Aptitude
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Letter left at Shrine in Wanshi:
Dear Umiko,
My love for you is far greater than death and one day I wish to join you once again. For now though I have found a new path, one that has me once again taken to the sea in order to escape the treachery of home. I don’t regret it and would happily do it again. Love Amuro Bio:
Born to a lower samurai class family of a strong naval heritage, Amuro Endo was born and raised in the Wanshi province of Minkai in far away Tian Xia. Growing up along the coastline the young Amuro would himself to be a natural swimmer far beyond other children and would often win in his youth many races among his peers. By the time he ten he was serving on a navy ship under his father and by the age sixteen he had become like him a full fledged Samurai after taking his oath to the damiayo.
He would serve for over ten years in Navy before settling down to an arranged marriage. During those ten years Amuro had functioned as a marine aboard vessels, fighting off pirates and protecting commerce. It was during one year that he had discovered the faith of Besmara in a strange way. He at first ardent antagonist against the faith, despising it and punishing pirate worshipers of it harshly. It was like an inquisitor of an unknown faith that he’d drive those Besmara away from the lands and waters he’d call home. Life away from the sea was short but pleasant and wonderful experience for him as Umiko and Amuro shared many of the same interests and passion for one another. The two were a happy couple, one that relished in their love for one another personified in a wonderful garden that was made together on their property. Amuro was no green thumb but he’d do the bulk of the physical work that was required between the two to build it and they soon expected a child. Their life together was not meant to go long as Amuro would leave to go to the capitol on business, leaving Umiko alone. Unknown to both, courtly machination were set to kill the two in a changing of regime for any of those loyal or believed to be. Amuro would be attacked just outside the city, barely able to escape with his own own life back home. His wife however would not be as lucky and would find her deceased, killed by her attackers after defending their home against them among the smoldering ruins of their former home. Amuro would flock back to the sea coincidentally by way of smuggling pirates, the very people that he had hunted not so long ago, offering his own services as that of a newly made Ronin, a man of no master nor country now, a fugitive in his very home. Over a course of several years the ronin would lose his ways, wandering from ship to ship, offering his services as a mercenary warrior and veteran sailor. He’d believe soon that what had happened had been punishment for his previous hunting of pirates and soon turned to the faith of Besmara for forgiveness. There was no words spoken to him, only a new purpose and that was to get revenge in the only way possible, to rebel against the society that had wronged him and terrorize the coastline of Minkai. However fate would push him to the other side of the world and his mission over the years became a distant memory. Traveling aboard the Merry Drunkard, Amuro find himself to be the last survivor of it after a terrible storm marooned him on an empty island in the Shackles. With little supplies left and no where left to go, the Ronin believes he can possibly find peace once again in his death, if only someone came to his rescue. Personality:
Once a stoic and happy man, a hard life of drinking and tragedy has haunted him for some time. Calm and collected in a fight, he can be seen as somewhat fatalistic, unconsciously awaiting some sort of death that he himself fights against. While a ronin, he does show some sort of old honor from his previous life as a soldier as well as a rather easy going calm demeanor. Spells
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