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Personal history

Drazan was born into expectation, not luxury. The son of Grikug Wolfblade, Chaptermaster of the Crusaders’ Alliance in Elim, his earliest years were spent in the shadow of his father’s legacy—surrounded by soldiers, guild legends, and a fortress-city that never slept. His mother, a tactician once affiliated with a now-defunct Alliance chapter, vanished under unclear circumstances when he was still a child—some say she died during a mission; others say she simply walked away.
 
Growing up within the walls of Stoneward Hall, Drazan had access to the finest instructors, resources, and stories of valor. But what he lacked was room to fail—every mistake, every hesitation, was measured against the standard set by his father. He was raised by warriors and watched like a relic, expected to be strong, noble, and perfect. He hated it.
 
Rather than rebel openly, Drazan learned how to play the game. He became exactly what people wanted to see: sharp, charismatic, a rising star within the Alliance. He aced his trials, led missions with precision, and earned the trust of senior officers. But he also began carving out a space of his own—quietly, subtly, and without permission.
 
By his early twenties, Drazan had earned his own coin, his own commendations, and his own loyal crew. To most, he’s the perfect continuation of the Wolfblade name: skilled, dependable, and fearless. But those closest to him know he’s a little too smooth, a little too detached, and far too clever for his own good.
 
Drazan doesn’t want to live in his father’s shadow.
He wants to cast one of his own.

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