Zahir, born in the Moorish City of Al-Maruf, was a character of legend that resonated in every whispered tale and hushed folklore of this mysterious land. His birth into a loving family of skilled artisans was marked by auspicious signs and an uncommon accident where an eagle, a symbol of swiftness and keen vision, landed on their abode of the day of his birth, signaling a life of great significance. From his early days, Zahir exhibited exceptional agility, speed and cunning--traits unorthodox for a traditional Moorish artisan's life, yet undeniably evident in every deed he performed.

He grew up surrounded by the routines of everyday life and the craftmanship that the city was framed for, yet the inevitable call of a different path pulled him towards a destiny soaked in the mists of adventure and peril. A band of marauders tried to lay siege to Al-Maruf while the cities defenders battled them and it was young Zahir's cunning strategy that cornered these marauders and saved his beloved city from a tragic fate.

This singular event brought forth his innate abilities and steered him to be the protector of Al-Maruf, becoming its hidden blade against any adversary. The elders sought training for him under the reclusive sage, Sayf Udeen - a master of subterfuge, strategy and combat. Eric honed his skills further each day perfecting his speed, cunning and agility to use not solely in combat, but as a way of perceiving and molding the world around him.

His tranquil life was abruptly shaken when the shriekers struck and a wave of darkness swept across the land, resurrecting dead bodies into nightmarish creatures. Cities fell, people perished and, and Al-Maruf amidst all its grandeur and strength couldnt hold back the onslaught. Zahir fought fiercely, his swords dancing swiftly through the phantasmal flood of the undead. Yet it was all in vain. Al-Maruf fell, its glory trampled upon by the monstrous shriekers forcing him to the coast of an unknown and bitterly cold land.

The haunting cries of shriekers continue to echo through the wind but Zahir refuses to be consumed by fear. Where as he was always very swift and cunning it is these very qualities that will aid him in this new unfamiliar environment with scattered shriekers. With a heavy heart, Zahir embarked on a perilous journey along the coast seeking refuge in uncharted lands. The coastal wilderness greeted him with its unforgiving landscapes, bitter chilling cold that seemed to seep to the bone and its perilous inhabitants.

Bandits, cannibals, raiders, thieves, scarcity of food and wild creatures lurked every turn posing a constant threat to his survival. Faced with the harsh realities of this new world, Zahir had to rely on his resourcefulness and adaptability. He learned to cultivate crops, braving the harsh climate to ensure a steady supply of food. He ventured out to the treacherous seas, skillfully navigating the raging tides to catch fish for sustenance. Through his agility and cunning, Zahir managed to survive in this brutal wilderness. Pressing further north he stumbled upon posters from the noble castle shedding light on an intricate trade system of the land. The nobles appeared to hold the key to prosperity and exclusivity in this realm. He soon realized that gaining their favor would open up new possibilities for his Moorish goods and artifacts.

During his exploration of the rugged inland , Zahir stumbled upon a rare and mysterious plant with healing properties. Intrigued by its potential, he conducted numerous experiments and discovered that it possessed remarkable medicinal properties. Inspired by its healing relaxing euphoria inducing abilities, he coined a name for the plant, calling it "Frostbloom."

Recognizing the value of this newfound discovery, Zahir established a trade in Frostbloom. The plant's healing abilities and other qualities attracted people from near and far, fueling a demand for Frostbloom and the many other never seen before Moorish artifacts that extended far beyond the coastal wilderness. As his trade grew, Zahir made both friends and enemies. Some sought to exploit the plant for their own gain, while others recognized its potential in bringing comfort to a world devastated by the apocalypse.

Zahir's shrewd business acumen, combined with his agility as a warrior, enabled him to navigate the treacherous world of trade. His reputation as a reliable and resourceful merchant grew, garnering him social status and alliances with influential figures in the ravaged lands. However, with newfound enemies came inevitable conflicts, as rivals and bandits sought to undermine his success by plundering his trade caravans and claim Frostbloom as their own.

As Zahir's trade thrived, he remained vigilant, using his cunning and agility to outmaneuver his adversaries. He formed alliances with like-minded individuals who believed in the potential of Frostbloom to bring healing and hope to the world. Together, they forged a community that not only survived but began to rebuild amidst the chaos.

He also offered assistance to less fortunate and/or exhausted travelers aiding them in supplies, rest areas etc,

Over time, Zahir's legacy grew, as did his influence in the coastal wilderness. By many he was seen as a savior to these troubled times. His trade in Frostbloom brought comfort to those in need, establishing him as a respected figure in the ravaged lands. However, he never forgot his humble beginnings as an artisan in Al Maruf.

Zahir, the swift and cunning Moorish artisan turned warrior, had emerged as a symbol of resilience and adaptability in the face of adversity. Through his trade of Frostbloom and his own forged artifatcs, he not only provided a means of survival but also gave hope to a world plagued by darkness. His journey stood as a testament to the strength of the human spirit, always seeking ways to thrive despite the harshest of circumstances.