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Growing up on the streets of Oppara and in the temple of Iomedae, I dreamed about the past glories of the Taldan Armies of Exploration and the Shining Crusades against the demons of the Worldwound. To a native son, it seemed to me the only way to end the demonic incursion into Golarion was to see Taldor restored to its past glory and have them lead another Crusade against the Abyssal hordes.
Joining the Pathfinder Society, I used my position to try to influence that organization to help accomplish just that. When I realized my contact cared more for lining the walls of his many estates with trinkets and blackmailing his peers with secrets I risked my life to uncover, I shed not one tear at the Baron's death and instead joined a new movement of like-minded Silver Crusaders and finally succeeded in bringing the full force of the Society to bear against the resurgent demonic forces in the north.
Now I have expanded my mission to raise my cold iron sword in the name of Iomedae to strike down the forces of evil wherever the Society sees fit to send me.