Zulf. Very soon, the kid's going to have to face that man again, for the last time.
They met on the worst day of Zulf's life. There in the Hanging Gardens, he aimed to throw it all away.
It wasn't the first time Zulf had nothing to lose. He was born to a simple Ura couple, who didn't last long before plague took them. He grew up hungry in the tunnels of the Tazal Terminals, so he took to stealing from a Caelondian missionary living there. He once got sloppy with his thieving hands. The missionary caught him, but didn't rat him out. Instead, he offered to take him in.
That missionary raised Zulf like a gentleman. Like he was his own son. Taught him theology, history, and mercy. When the missionary passed away, Zulf promised to continue his work to bring about lasting peace between the Ura and Caelondia.
Zulf started teaching the missionary's wisdom to any Ura that would listen. And listen they did. He advocated tolerance, and argued the Ura should atone for the War. He believed the City had much to teach his people.
However Zulf felt he could only do so much in the Tazal Terminals. He needed Caelondia to know the Ura had changed. He decided to do what the missionary had done many years before. He left the city of his youth, to pray for a savage land.
The journey was hard, but he knew how to fend for himself. And then at last, Zulf saw the Rippling Walls on the horizon. It's all right.
He endeared himself to City folks...