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🕑 Added 2022-09-15 14:01:01 +0000 UTC4.5 Devotion
Seur was a farmer’s boy, brought up
in the harsh realities of putting
food in the bowl. His father’s only
son, since early childhood, he had
worked the fields alongside his
father. Hard work had shaped his body.
His father’s demanding standards had
shaped his mind, service - to his
family, to his village, to his king.
He could not have put it into words. He
had not had the schooling. All he had
ever known he had learned from his
deceased father. A man whose memory
he venerated. Whose cruel death at the
hands of this enemy still inflamed his
soul.
In the spare moments after scratching
a living out of the land, his father had
taught him to fight. When he was gone,
his father had argued, who else would
defend his family? To wield the spear,
handle a sword, and use his honed body
as a weapon when all others were lost.
Harsh lessons in never letting up, he
strictly exerted by his loving father.
Defending his own until every last
ounce of strength had been drained of
him. Giving up only when not a single
remaining drop of resolve could be
squeezed out of his fighter’s body.
