Lionel Zaidi
The Lord's Bodyguard
Once a sellsword, now a made man. A past of service; a future of ambition.
Curt, clipped, and cautious with words — descriptors that might be used to invoke this ignoble bodyguard of the House Sayrillont.
An Ala Mhigan man, hailing from a little village just to the south of Baelsar's Wall. He came to Limsa Lominsa at the behest of an ailing mother. There, the plain and uneducated man spent the better part of four years taking up the fishing rod and making meagre pay. Near the start of the fourth summer, his mother passed, leaving nothing for a simple man many malms from home with few gil to his name.
It tracks, then, that he might become acquainted with a school to increase prospects. The Lunar Rose Academy provided such an opportunity, wherein he received a writ of language mastery. He made friends, including an Ishgardian knight whom tutored him in the arts of etiquette and speech. Such schooling came at premium, and Lionel afforded himself several loans to pay academic debt.
One short year of schooling became a term of service within the Maelstrom. There, he rose to the rank of Sergeant, working with the title of 'investigator'. Abroad and ungifted in the art of Aetheric manipulation, he came into contact with some few foreign cultures and combatants he wishes not to name.
When the term of service came to its end, he was honorably discharged and left to this own devices. Mercenary work was the logical conclusion of such a life, but he scarcely found work that paid well. Over time, more and more equipment had been pawned off to afford travel fares and food expenses, til he had little left to himself aside from workman's clothes and a knife.
That's when the letter arrived.
Sealed with wine red wax, emblazoned with the symbol of the notorious House Sayrillont, he came to know the Lord Aldric's intent.