“Stop thine squirming! You ruined my incision!”
Titles: Lord
Dominion: Grand Maester
Belt Status: Squire to Sir Archduke Zuko Giant-Tackler (Zukonian)
Masterhood: Master Cleric
Noble Orders: Order of the Rose
Status: Living

Before Sour wore the mask, no one knew where he came from; even that knowledge was forbidden to him as the many science experiments that resulted in failures left him somewhat mad. However, his stubbornness persisted till he finally reached what he had been searching for.
Deep within an abandoned mine inside a mountain, he searched for a specific cave where rumors of a special ore could be found, one he couldn’t wait to add to his collection. Suddenly rumbles surrounded him and rocks began falling next and on top of him, then followed the floor beneath him and he plunged into the darkness and the unknown.
Expecting to wake up in the afterlife, Sour was surprised to be found alive and without any injuries as he looked around he realized what saved his life. In front of him was an altar of sorts, candles were adorned around this painting of a majestic being in white. As he approached closer he noticed a weird mark coming from the individual, it was red and thin but appeared to be a tentacle of sorts and finally, a glowing orb was floating near him as he leaned in to inspect the painting closer to confirm what he saw. All of a sudden he felt a fiery heat pinpointing his side, the light was half sticking out before Sour was pulled into a portal under his feet with tentacles.
Left free-falling from the sky, Sour embraced his shield and fell like a comet from the sky near a shore. His shield was useless after the landing, thankfully he met the Bendorians and joined in their pirate ways after being offered their precious merchandise- “Bendorian Tobacco”.

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