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Z'Lazo never knew his mother, but he knows that she was brave and struggled hard that he might survive. In a great storm the ship upon which his mother sailed suffered catastrophic damage and had laid its masts into the water, its side letting in the sea. She found an air pocket and survived as she could, but when the pocket failed, she swam for the safety of the boats. She failed. Z'Lazo was cut out of his mother's belly on the unlikely chance that he survived. Which he did.

The sea has always been in his blood. His mother never said anything to anyone about the father of her baby, but that a different race than the mother came forth, the speculation was rampant. Z'Lazo went from home to home in the town, as some would offer to foster, but then pass him along. Something about his hair and eyes unnerved them, and the sweet voice in one so young. By age 13, he had lived in 8 different homes, and the last one apprenticed him (sold him) to an entertainment troupe where he began an good singer, passable drummer, and amazing dancer. Even as a young lad, he had company most every night. It was not until he was older that he realized the manager of the troupe was selling his services in that way. He fled when he found out, was chased by the manager who had papers showing the "sale" for an indenture period so he got official help. To escape he had to swim to a boat - luckily the riptide pulled him out there, unluckily - it was a riptide, and as he began to drown, he called out to Besmara, and it appeared she answered. He survived, but he found when he got into battles, he spoke the language of the water elementals and that was all he could understand. He got work on a ship, and never looked back.