Egyedul

Early Life (What he told us)
Egyedul Sai'Mollock, was born in Shaloma, a client state of the Imperial Archonate of Viodoxa. At this time, tension was brewing within the nation, and war was only an inch away. Egyedul was dirt poor, and had no intent of getting out of his poverty and debt honorably. So he took to the life of a thief, pettily stealing from his own country-men in the hopes of striking riches. Egyedul did happen to find riches, as one day he stumbled upon the chest of a miner, having a reasonable portion of iron. He wasted no time in selling it. He looked at his meagre fortune and thought of how to spend it. His mind went to the dream he had of creating a land of his own, where no one would be left on the streets, a place that would bask all that entered it in prosperity. he immediately went to a street vendor and spent all his money on banner materials. After foolishly spending his stolen money on goods that he would not benefit from, he was mugged on the street which he would regularly try to pounce on unsuspecting travelers. The thief, being robbed by his own kind. Egyedul, now robbed of his possessions and his dreams, sulked back to his hometown. "Curse this backwater country he thought" Egyedul gathered what little he had left in his house, and left to live as a hermit in the wilderness.

Istanboulder
A year later, as more and more of the wilderness was claimed by great political powers, he decided it was time to come out of hiding. He couldn't return to his homeland, as he might be shunned, and officially exiled. Egyedul traveled for two weeks, until stumbling upon the city of Istanboulder.

(Intervention) Exile
While it is noted that a large chunk of Egyedul's life had been spent in exile, what went on during that exile has been debated. There is a book, "Song of the Forest" an old Shaloman folk tail, that speaks of a man "Who's name meant Alone" (Note that “Egyedul” translates to alone in some foreign dialect. ) This has led a lot to speculate that the story and Egyedul share a connection. The man was supposedly was exiled from An unidentified Shaloman city, after stealing from it's mayor (Which in the book is someone who is said to go by "Marm'mot"). The man then went on to flee into the forest and have two near-death encounters with mythical beasts until being found (And rescued) by another unidentified figure who is referred to only as "The Huntress of the Forest". No attemps have been made to search for the supposed immortal huntress or even venture into said forest. The two then briefly fall in love, but quoting directly from the book, the Huntress says "If we were to fall in love, there is the possibility that we may become soft. And what this unforgiving world does to people like us in states of softness is in it self unforgivable. We would be torn, limb from limb, should we ever lose vigilance. I cannot allow that to happen to you." stating that if they were to share those feelings together, then they would "Lose vigilance and become soft". It is accounted in the book that the man left three days afterword, and then stumbled upon what is speculated to be the city of Istanboulder. This is quite contradicting, because only very recently, has Egyedul become a citizen of Istanboulder. That would mean that he would have to have either spent over four-hundred years with the Huntress, or he would have to have been very busy in the time between him leaving the Huntress and him discovering Istanboulder. The exact city is not known, as the book dates back to ancient, pre-Viodoxan Shaloma. If the rumors are true, then Lord Egyedul would have to be over five-hundred years old and have lied about numerous other things such as his origin. Some scholars and reporters speculate that during his time with the Huntress, he had been granted the gift -and curse, of immortality. Some obviously lovesick young man speculated that "The bond between the man and the huntress had grown so strong that the huntress may have unintentionally caused him to be immortal, due to her magic properties." . This theory is frowned upon by most reporters and theorists but there are a select few that have come to believe this. In the end though, Egyedul and the man from the book may turn out to be completely unrelated, and this whole stream of speculation could be a waste of time.

Istanboulder (Continued)
Egyedul marveled at the city and took a walk around. He came to the decision that this was where he would live. Istanboulder wasn't a major power in Rathnir, unlike the Archonate that he had previously lived under ; but Egyedul took great admiration for the nation, which to him he believed still had honor, and wasn't wrapped up in international politics. Two qualities which he thought to be rare. "This is where I'll live." Egyedul thought to himself.

After squatting in an abandoned house for a few days Egyedul was approached by the Leader of Istanboulder, and he was offered citizenship. Almost immediately after he gained citizenship, Egyedul was preparing to search some houses for valuables, when he was given a full set of diamond armor. After receiving the gift, he had second thoughts on ransacking houses and instead looked for work.

Egyedul's first major act as a citizen of Istanboulder was tearing down the old slums, west of the city. The act was frowned upon by many inhabitants of the city, but Egyedul did not stop, as he had the permissions to do so. He did decide to leave the old prison building of the slums up, and have it restored. An act that would boost his popularity with the masses and one that would happen to get him more money. After destroying most of the slums, he used the money this time, on materials to build the Deak Ferenc, one of the most popular bar and casinos in Istanboulder. He would then use profits, generated from the Deak Ferenc to build a legal office in the city square.

Egyedul began conducted his business as usual one day, when he found an advertisement for low council elections in Istanboulder. He decided to run and was elected with two other candidates. At that time Istanboulder was gaining independence from the Imperial Archonal Union (IAU). Soon after, the Archonal Union started hostilities with the newly indapendant Istanboulder an was getting ready to declare war. Egyedul started working on defences, building walls and battlements, for an oncoming assault. After a week of hastily preparing for war the IAU collapsed, and Istanboulder would be free from opposition for a long while afterward. His efforts in recruiting soldiers and fortifying Istanboulder were rewarded with his promotion to Department-Head of treasury and commerce. He would from then on work to strengthen his great nation to become a formidable power.

The Great Ale Sandal
Over time, business in the Deak Ferenc began to decline, with only three regular customers at that point. Egyedul was thinking of ways he could bolster popularity for his bar, and it came to him: He needed more variety. Egyedul sent out messages, telling new players that he was buying alcohol, and that he would pay handsomely for it. Immediately several messages were sent to him, offering to do business. As he met up with his ignorant clients, he realized how much of a profits he could be making. One client in particular, offered his favorite deal. 32 bottles of assorted alcohol, for the grand total of two iron ingots. After the day was over, Egyedul possessed around 228 bottles worth of alcohols, most of it being ale. He had about 20 bottles of vodka, 70 bottles of ale, 10 bottles of red wine, 28 bottles of scotch whisky, and the rest consisted of many types of rum, beer, and mead. In the end, almost all of it was stolen. Most of his clients even told him which taverns and bars from which the alcohol was stolen. Egyedul concluded, that even if he sold the alcohol at incredibly low prices, he would be making a little over 90% profits.

Egyedul Yale, of Istanboulder (Biography)
Egyedul, now promoted to a member of the Istanboulder high council, looked out the window of his home with uncertanty. Walls were being put up, trenches being dug, and towers being raised. This had been his home. The people here accepted him, and did not bother to ask about his past. He had been gifted with riches upon his arrival, and in return, he served loyally. He rose from commoner, to a respected business owner, to a low council member, to Head of treasury, and now to the High council of Istanboulder. He had organized the construction of tunnels, and the battlements that he now watched being built. War was upon them. All he had worked for, could be undone. Just like his life before the-. Never mind that part. Not just his life though, that of the peoples were at stake too. He had been given authority and power, and In return he would serve his people. He contemplated, what would happen if they were to lose. That wouldn't happen. He tried to convince himself. He grabbed his coat and went to take a walk through his city. He exited his bar and turned onto the gravel path next to the river. He looked across the field to see his friend Nans, placing cobblestone to build a wall. Egyedul waved to the man and he waved back. Egyedul walked for a bit until he came upon the city gates. It was an amazing site, the massive clock tower visible for miles around, was the first thing to pass on his way to the town square. The beautiful white-brick Parliament loomed over the town from its perch in the hill. And then Egyedul saw him. Bagelinian Yale, founder and Artigas of Istanboulder. He was arguably the best leader in the history of Rathnir. Sitting on the stairs that led to the parliament building. "Egyedul." He said, signaling for him to come over. Egyedul walked over. "You have shown honor, as a member of our high council. Your service to this country is admirable. I find that you should be recognized as one of the Yales." Egyedul was speechless. The Yales were the greats of Istanboulder. Obtaining the title was like being made immortal. "I would be honored to accept this." Bagelinian spoke. "Then so shall it be. Kneel." Egyedul did as the man asked. "Rise up, Egyedul Yale, eighth high concilor of Istanboulder ." That was it. There was no turning back. From that moment on, Egyedul was part of Istanboulder, forever. Egyedul thought in his head, ''I am a leader now. And I will lead us to victory.''