Bulinar Osotrus
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Char: Bulinar Osotrus
Login: vanderkaus.THE REAL HERO
This is not a tale of how a disaster affected a youngster live. Neither is a story of a young man caught in middle of a mischievous plan that changed his life forever. By any chance you will read about divine intervention, death of family members or meeting an outstanding role model that defines a life path to be taken. To sum up, so far, this is not a hero story.
Bulinar Osotrus is a son of humble merchants. Born on a cloudy day, delivering lasted several hours, as if he wanted to stay lean on his mother’s womb for a couple more months. It has been said that he only came out to prevent hurting his mama, as he still calls her.
It took several months for the child to start to walk, or even crawl, but it was amazing how fast he learned to speak. It seems that as a baby, he figured out it was easier to ask for food than to cry for it. Back those days, he spent most of his time laid down, even if he was awake.
As a child he stayed at his parents’ tent, helping them with the family business. At the age of four, he could to do almost any calculation and was appy in helping his father checking the week profit. He only got happier when he was able to sneak out of the house, by night, and watch the dancing stars.
He was constantly dragged by his father on business trips and that’s probably why he does not have any kind of prejudice against any of the known races. At the age of ten, his father realized that he was learning how to speak several of those race´s tongues just by listening to them.
The boy did not get so surprise. He just wanted to be left alone with the sky and the stars. He used to say the he was trying to figure how they worked. His family insisted that he learn how to read, which a rather simple task was for the boy, although very expensive for the family.
He kept traveling with his father, admiring the stars and other natural events, up to the age of 17, when, the real hero of this story presented herself: MISHA.
She was running away from a giant frog that she just poked with a tiny dagger constantly on her hands. Her wings were glued together due to a goowy substance the animal spitted on her. He was awaken by her screams and quickly realized she was in need of help. Picked her up and (imagine that!!) ran away from the leaping frog.
The fey found out that there was something unusual about him, and gave him a scroll as a gift. They stayed together for a couple of days, and, for her astonishment, he was already able to cast that spell.
They are friends ever since. He still always looking for a good place to lean back and watch the wonders of the world. She, on the other hand, is always looking for a rush, for an adventure and keeps putting him into trouble.
As I said, no heroic deeds. Just a story of a boy looking for peace… and some love, if possible.
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