I do not know much about my peoples history. I sometimes wonder where I belong in this world. My life here in Urglin has been a good one. The years of work as a body guard have payed off. I have become stronger over these few years and my mind is full of memory’s. I have met friends along the way as well as well as foe’s. A person i remember quit well is a man named Professor Lorrimar. I was hired to help escort a caravan to vigil just on the outskirts of Ustalav. The trip took us a couple of weeks. we were a few miles from our destination when i noticed a man on top of a a hill 20 feet tall. He was staring at the view of the sunset. He started to step forward. I called out to the man yelling for him to stop. He looked at me and at that moment i was able to stop him with my gaze.I rushed toward the position in which he would land. I was ready to catch him . As he came to, unhesitantly he jumped. I was able to save him from the fall. I told him it wasn’t good for his health to be free falling like that. In return the man named Professor Lorrimar had thanked me. I presented my named to him and told him if he needed help again to contact me in Urglin. At one point he hired me to keep watch of his lab. It has been 2 years sense i have seen him. Just recently i have retrieved a letter about the professors death. I will be attending his funeral. I am a Nagaji . I get weird stares where ever it is i go. i am sure it will be no different in Ustalav.