About

Adopted Name: Emilio Allende
Born as: Ollar Rehw-BiditAge: 80 (ARR) - 85 (EDW)
Viera - Rava
5′10.5″
175lb~ approxNameday
18th Sun of the 1st Umbral MoonGuardian
Nald'thal, the TradersCanon Classes: PLD/SMN

Emilio was born in one of the many secluded villages in the Golmore Jungle and was a bright, cheerful child. He loved making friends and playing. Although his aspiration in life had been that of a Wood-Warder, a lonely role but one he would work proudly in knowing he was protecting his friends and family. Willing to make the sacrifice, it seemed so natural to him. After he turned 13, he was hoping to be picked up by a returning Wood-Warder as their ward but was passed over. He did not lose hope he would get picked eventually and his wish was granted on his 15th birthday when an older Wood-Warder returned to his village looking for someone to take under his wing. He was joined by a couple of other recently matured males and set off to begin their gruesome training. The training and trial spanned 5 years; it is not something Emilio enjoys to recollect as it was rife with danger and death. He was eventually the only survivor of his group and was subsequently made a Wood-Warder at the tender age of 20. It was also at this time that his personality changed, no longer was he cheerful or bright, his experiences had made him cold-hearted and duty-driven. He was extremely adept and deadly with a bow and arrow and was his favored weapon to dispose of people who got too close to the jungle. He maintained his position for 50 years, occasionally returning to his village to procreate. He did not take any young jacks under his wing. He could not bring himself to put them through the experience he had gone through. There would be other Wood-Warders who would and left it at that. A bit hypocritical and a small crack in that mindset that was so ingrained in him.

He knew better than to strike up conversation with people outside the jungle but the air this person had about him piqued his interest far too much to ignore. They also had managed to weasel out of his several attempts to put him down with his arrows. It was in that conversation that his resolve was questioned. Was this all he has seen himself doing for the rest of his life? Living and dying alone. Why do that when there was so much to see and experience. Had he not given that any thought in all his years? No, the collective mindset in him had not permitted such thoughts to take form. But before this person went their own way he left some memoirs and history tomes from a continent called Eorzea and left him to his own devices. He became absorbed in these books and resolved to make this his new life's purpose. It wasn’t uncommon for Viera to abandon the word of the Green and make new lives in cities or new continents. He made the extremely reckless decision to abandon his post and made his way to Eorzea with just the clothes on his back and his handful of possessions. He landed in the forests of Gridania and made friends with an elderly couple who needed hands to help on the farm and garden. Assimilation to the Eorzean language and customs was a challenge for him but he was a quick learner.

He did not settle for this temporary stop in his life and took on small jobs at the Adventuring Guild aside from the job he had helping out on the farm. He left behind the life of archery and picked up a sword and shield from Ul'dah, inspired by the heroes from those tomes he admired; he also found out he has an affinity with the arcane arts and picked up Summoner as well. This new life of freedom and limitless choices was exciting for him.
Little did he know what Hydaelyn had in store for him.