Minecraft leg

Minecraft_leg is a high demon strategist, mercenary, and alchemist originating from under the rule of Javuh, the late demon lord of pre-Rathnir's Nieden.

The majority of Leg's upbringing is unknown. However, it's said he played a strategic role within the empire of Nieden due to his unique ways of exercising diplomacy, economics, and the ability to spread misinformation.

Minecraft_leg is to be described as a; Tranquil, intelligent but narcissistic mercenary.

A cursed child
After thriving in Nieden, Minecraft_leg had decided he valued his time more than simply slaying away for a cause he did not care for. His decision was absolute, he would betray the demon lord by going behind his back, converting his allies, and setting his beliefs into motion.

Sadly, most of them would end up betraying the betrayer himself. This enfeeble would lead to Minecraft_leg's cursing. A curse that would scar his life, and put his foolish ambitions to rest. A curse that would take away his birthright, the pleasure of slaughter.

Post-Nieden
After losing favor with the demon lord javuh, Minecraft_leg had no other option but to grab whatever alchemical supplies he could find and seek shelter elsewhere other than Nieden. This period was spent on self-reflection. He got to explore other biomes, many different ones than the ones at home. He got to see what life was like outside the nihilistic warmongering hell hole he'd just escaped from. Maybe demons are the bad guys after all.

Exploration
After leaving Nieden, an effort of moving south was made through what is now considered The Magisterium and Akratia. Mountains were crossed, and a hated substance cold to the touch was first observed, this was not a place for a demon.

To blend in with the growing global population, a decision was bound to be made. You see, Amongst all supplies he'd been carrying up till now, a particular flask of which he was quite fond had been resting in his front pocket the whole time. A common potion among demons that when drunk would allow the consumer to shape-shift.

This one flask would be the opportunity Minecraft leg needed to traverse among those who sought to shun demons from their lives. He was able to settle in a town called Osmorok, located in Viodoxa. Working under his disguise as a brewer he was able to get to know two individuals he'd, later on, grow fond of.

These individuals were; Allison - a dedicated, charming, and genius architect, and  Ren - an equally dedicated brewing prodigy.

It was early 1735 ASC when the three friends decided to start moving westwards. They'd heard of a place called the Huitca Federation. A place said to be so rich in both resources, land, and culture. It was everything they'd ever be able to dream of. It was an opportunity to bring along all of their expertise and tap into a new market. But most, the freedom to start their path.

A planned death
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