Background

An orphan turned fighter turned mercenary turned protector of the city

Aziz Amari was an orphan in Baldur's Gate, which isn't much of a surprise when the city's constantly attacked by Vampires, Devils, Dragons, etc. What made him unique is how, among all the orphans that attempt to survive and leave the downward spiral of poverty, he was one of the few that, not only made it out, but had truly made a name for himself.

He wasn't as great at stealing unlike some of the kids, nor could he wield magic, or charm civilians to part their gold. What he had was his fists, an instinct to dodge whenever something was coming towards him, a desperation to survive his situation, and an unfounded ego which made him believe that he, among all the orphans, was worthy of leaving poverty.

With each battle came pride, with pride came strength

Baldur's Gate held many secrets and one of them was an underground fighting ring that pitted the poor for the entertainment of the rich. He had joined it at a young age, when his desperation to survive had been at an all time high and hunger won over sense. Fighting other kids, feeling his fists crunch their face and break their bones, it had started as a torturous experience but quickly turned into a boost to his ego.

He was not only good but great at fighting. Those around his age were easy challengers, but caused boring one-sided fights, and thus he was forced to fight older and more experienced men. Still, though their fights were painstakingly long and the arena often ended up covered with both their liquids, Aziz was able to last longer on the ring-- his ego bruised at the thought of someone unworthy defeating him and forcing his body to keep moving.

Pride comes before the fall

The longer Aziz maintained his undefeated streak, the stronger his pride became. He was the Underground Fighting Ring's champion and he truly believed himself to be unbeatable. Which is why when the Flaming Fists, a mercenary group that was tasked in protecting Baldur's Gate, busted the ring, he had assumed he could defeat them before they could destroy his work place.

Punch after punch, members of the Flaming Fists went down. Aziz fought with desperation in order to save the one place that kept him strongly afloat from poverty and boosted his pride with their cheers and praises. His fight, however, was meaningless. As he fought, they captured the hosts of the Ring and had called for back up. An older male human had appeared to capture him. Aziz attempted to fight the man, their so called Marshal, but had quickly fallen after a few hits.

Life brings unexpected surprises

Ego bruised and rage soaring high, Aziz wanted to end the Marshal that had knocked him unconscious. However, the older man only saw a teen raging due to losing his home, and thus the Marshal made a deal, if Aziz joined the Flaming Fist, he could spar the Marshal every month and truly fight him once he jumped up the ranks.

With hatred in his heart, Aziz accepted-- unable to resist the offer that would allow him to fight and defeat the Marshal. It was humiliating. Aziz believed himself to be the strongest but the Flaming Fist contained members that were able to soundly defeat him. His rage grew and grew until it slowly died down. It was in those defeats where he found a new form of pride, a pride in growing stronger. He had stagnated in the Ring, fighting desperate civilians; here, he fought soldiers, warriors, and though he may be defeated, he grew stronger and more experienced. In the Flaming Fists, he learned to better himself and to protect those below him.

Appearance

Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Human
Height: 5 foot 7
Weight: 163 lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Gold
Skin: Tan

Personality

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