Tropical Flak

Where they are today
Tropical_Flak currently resides in Celtenn. His house is on the west side of the settlement, near to the coast. He lives a modest life of farming and resource gathering while working on his house.

The beginning of the beginning
Tropical_Flak joined around 7/15/2021 after arriving by washing up onshore on the northern shores of Khanji, Nieden. A former conscript that escaped by sea after bearing witness to their homeland's downfall. Growing disillusioned with serving for a cause he never believed in, he abandoned his entire past and family in order to pursue a life of freedom from the oppressive government that ruled over his people. Albeit, he had little caution about how he would escape which would lead into the predicament he finds himself into now. He decided to sneak out of the barracks in the middle of the night, during a storm and make his bolt for freedom by boat with the thunder and lightning covering his retreat into the sea. The fact that he washed up onshore should be evidence enough that it didn't end well for them.

Survey of the Land
With no money and tattered clothing, Flak had to figure out a way to survive in this new hostile environment. He harvested apples from trees, and caught rabbits for food. After getting back up on his feet, he travelled down the road to trade some valuable ores he dredged up for better tools and armor, as well as some food at one of the local settlements. Then he kept travelling, leading this nomadic lifestyle of "Harvest, Sell, Rest, Travel, Repeat". Until one faithful day, a monsterous thunderstorm had brewed over the desert which he was trekking through at the time. He didn't know what to do, so he decided to dig in for the night. He needed wood though for a bed and door, and the only wood available was on a small road. He took some materials from said road and slept peacefully in the night.

An unlikely alliance
Awaking to the sound of furious, repeated knocking at the door, Flak drew his blade and crept slowly towards the source of the noise. He peeked outside, only to see a man dressed in special desert attire with a horse nearby. He opened it slowly and told the man to back away, as the man did, he opened it more until they both got a good view of each other from the doorway. The man introduced himself as Sip, the mayor of the quote "Jewel of the Sands". Otherwise known as Lumeno, the glass city. Famous for the export of brightly colored, and extremely durable glass and glassware. It had turned out that Flak based right infront of Lumeno, unable to see the towering city behind him due to the storm reducing visibility by quite a bit. The man was indeed pissed that his road was destroyed but otherwise forgave Flak if he agreed to join them. He had no choice seeing as Sip was hiding an enchanted diamond sword right behind his back, he nervously agreed, as he continued to live outside the city walls.

Good for health, bad for business
As Flak gathered materials to repair the road, he went exploring for more materials to use. That is when he encountered DracoBlood, also known as Jack. He had been working on a large circular farming village in the middle of the swamp the separated the two deserts from each other, on one  side was Lumeno, the other, Adwa, the Capital of Alamayn. DracoBlood explained the situation and people he should expect to find in Rathnir, as well as acquainting him with the local religion and language. Eventually Flak went home, repaired the road once and for all, and then eventually went back to sleep. In due time, he became a reasonably important figure in the area, becoming the official customs officer of Lumeno. Helping travelers pass by and helping immigrants find a new home. However, these people were far and few in between, as the Jewel of the sands lay at the tip top of the world, surrounded by ocean.

 Drive me wild 

While Flak had many adventures in his time in the local region. Such as eventually being granted access to the capital city of Adwa, which was still under construction but was already looking quite good. Meeting folk like Orm Holfson, Cheli, N b r x, Oxaxefax, VaugeMemory, Willmo3, and many many others that call the arid desert their home. However he who will not be named was discovered to be a traitor, and had stolen and left with many parcels of loot as well as important documents and items. A tragic loss that while didn't set back the progress of the expansion of the nation of Alamayn, had hurt the feelings of many of his closest friends and set the tone for things to come.