Razad the Deliverer comes knocking

In a town just a distance from the capital city, a man with a full face of beard, and in full armor, dressed for battle walked up a podium.

Before him were young zealous youths with their eyes shining bright on him.

The audience was also in armor, all of them dressed and prepared for battle.

Behind the man on stage was the Chanland kingdom flag, and the war banner of this army.

This man was called Razan.

Before the fall of the capital city, he was an officer in the army. Although he was not a high-ranking one, he still commanded enough respect. He was in charge of public relations between the military and the people.

He was born of commoners' blood even though he was born under an influencial tribe of the country.

Like many from his side of the world, he knew that he could only amount to so much in this life.

At most, a good house to live in with a pension once he retired.

Even within his tribe, he was nothing.