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Sir Commander
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| Name | Unsel Gadinik
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| Clan | Gold Dragon
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| Birthday | February 19
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| Death | Fall 42 A.U.
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| Cause of Death | Crushed by a collapsing tunnel
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| Residence | Army Barracks
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| Occupation | Soldier
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| Spouse | Delrosa Gadinik
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| Children | none
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| Height | 5'4"
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| Weight | 140
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| Hair Color | chestnut brown
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| Eye Color | brown
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| Skin Tone | olive
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Overview
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Accomplishments
Sharanir and Queen's Champion
Liberation of Ellish
Many things have been said about Sir Commander Unsel Gadinik, missing in action. That he hid in his tent till all had forgotten him. That he deserted. That, before the gates of Ellish, he pulled one last disappearing act, and fled. Many unkind and dismissive things. "Once Old City, always Old City," a woman tells her husband on the streets of Anarinuell. "A rat through and through," he says. But as a retinue of slaves emerge from Ellish with his body carried between them -- their red hair tangled and matted, their faces dirty -- another story comes to light. "They gathered us, they strung us together, said we would die for Obala," one slave tells the centurion who receives her. She speaks no Firan; another soldier translates. "We were kept in a big room at night, very big, there were so many of us. And then there he is, letting us go, very quiet. Who knows where from. He just appeared. Hair like a mop, the biggest feet. You wonder how he sneaked anywhere." A sentry interjects to say that Unsel was stationed at the gates one night. "Wasn't too happy, letting all those Goats take their slaves with them," he says. "Was all restless, like you knew he was planning something. Next you know it, he's gone." There are no stories of the path Unsel Gadinik took through Ellish, nor the things he saw, but it must have been a very dark path that night, and a lonely one. He would have seen a city falling to pieces, and reforming -- civilian neighborhoods turning to war zones, and slaves to sacrifices. "He took us down a silent hall, into a tunnel," the slave woman goes on to say. "Who know that tunnel was even there? It was so old. He took us deep, but the tunnel crumbled around us. He was crushed. We spent days digging him out. We could hear the hum of the Tower of Obala far above us, and the pounding of war. We dug, and dug. And then we wandered with his body for days, till we saw light again. He brought us into darkness. We took him back to light. This is the way of things."
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