When Aviah was a boy, he had two great passions, exercising with a gada, and reading. While the others of his nomadic band were learning to fire arrows, he was always off over a dune swinging his gada to increase his arm strength, usually with a book in the other hand. So, despite the fact that he was quickly absorbing both physical and mental training his tribe looked at him as a nuisance, and at the age of fourteen pressed him into service under a local bedouin leader, as a bodyguard. He found this life suited him well! And despite the fact that he was always on guard, he had plenty of time to read between his duties.
One day after valiantly protecting his lord from a raiding band of dune pirates, he was promoted to household servant, and given a fancily-engraved gada as a gift. His lord died in his sleep a few years later, when he was 28 years old, and he was left with an uncertain future. As a household servant, he was set to task of protecting the lord’s first daughter until she was of marriageable age, and despite the climate of hostility, he left for his new duty. It wasn’t until this point that he found out that the girl was but a child, but for the next five years he diligently protected her from attack, kidnapping attempts, and the machinations of her older brothers. Once she was thirteen years old, she was married off, into the family of the King, in order to secure relations between the Crown and her brothers.
After his time with the girl was finished, he found himself at a loss, since neither of her brothers wanted him around, and since he was not welcome into the palace of the king. He was released from his duties, and for the first time, he noticed that the opposite sex found him attractive. He did his best to secure another bodyguard job, but despite his excellent reference was turned away from any household whose women were of age to notice him sexually. Hence he became a mercenary for hire, and was snatched up to fight in many battles all over the country, and even in the neighboring lands.
It was when he was 38 years old, during the battle of Chrios Well, in Karh, that a small Nacre warrior changed his life, by severing his arm. This made it increasingly difficult to find “honorable” work as a mercenary, and though he once fought alongside a pirate crew after this, his heart wasn’t in it the way it had been. He returned to his people in the desert, but this was not as easily done as said. He searched the high desert for his particular band, surviving on what he found along his journeys, until he stumbled into a strange Ifreeti village one day. He was summarily told that his people were far to the east, and that there was little hope of finding or catching up with them anyway, since they were now using a sandsailer which they’d stolen from the pirates who nearly decimated them ten years past. He was instead sized up, and told that if he could find his way to the edge of the dunes, using the stars, he might find a great secret of the Ifreeti, which would be of interest to him.
He headed south, and after following the stars to the location he was directed to, he found a hidden entrance to the most wonderful place he’d ever been. It was a library, carved into the stone at the edge of the dunes. Upon entering, he was shocked to see it was empty, and only a note, written in his native script, was there to inform Aviah, he was now the protector of this knowledge, and the librarian for any who came to need one. For two years he sat and read, with the rare scholar or female Ifreeti his only company, most of whom asked for what they needed, then settled in to read it silently, or just giggled and blushed at the sight of him.
The overwhelming loneliness lead him to seek out the company of others, and so, after sending word to the man who’d sent him in the first place, he replaced the note on the desk, and began finding his way out of this wasteland, toward an oasis, reading all the while during his journey. He hungered for adventures, and when he got word, that near the oasis at Terris, one could find all the adventure one could ever want, and then some, he headed there straight away, with only the few coins he had left. He secured a room in the cheapest hostelrye he could find, and began looking for an adventuring party!