- Full Name: Göter Erisal
- Gender: F
- Profession: Mercenary
- Age in 1554: 19
- Birthplace: Lowers Rest
- Residence in 1554: High Hand, Curty
Nineteen years ago, in 1535, Heran Erisal (rhymes with “Heron Aerosol”), once a pirate captain turned mercenary fighter, retired to the fog-bound community of Lowers Rest. She wanted nothing more than to disappear, to live out her days in a simple place far away from the struggles of Marino.
Heran commanded the most fearsome warship during the most brutal time. The Vasser was a Class 3 Bollekar Destroyer, quashing rebellions for King Sa along the South Coast, from Caper City to Accoro. This was during the Tapestry upheaval, when royal and merchant families in the capital lost their money and power, and tried desperate measures to keep peace among chaos.
With all that behind her, Heran yearned simply to rest and raise a family.
In Lowers Rest, she met a local farmhand, Jiran Jiran-Hold, and they had one precious daughter, Göter. She was the sweetest child, with her father’s soft eyes and her mother’s old soul.
But Heran’s old life would not surrender her. A cohort of Marino royals, including Duch Wilem Hightower, pressured Heran relentlessly to return to service. They promised her wealth and threatened her family. But she resisted. And she steered her daughter away from all warlike pursuits, much to Göter's dismay.
When Göter was twelve, her father died suddenly. It was a winter fever, and not the hand of the Hightowers, that stole Jiran away. But the impressionable young girl could not help but confuse her mother's pacifism with weakness, and vowed to strike back at the Royals for even having threatened her family with harm.
After the winter frost lifted, Heran found her daughter playing at swords with one of the local farm boys. Fear as she might, Heran could not deny her daughter the life of a fighter. Göter started her formal sword training that day.
Five years later, Göter Erisal signed on with Cutter Point Flight, a local group of peacekeepers under the Courtesy banner. Less then a year later, she was first mate on an independent sky freighter, the Felour, running solo missions heavily armed through the Sourwood between Tenpin and Curty.
One year after that, at the age of nineteen, Göter became the captain of the Felour. She is now a muscle ship for any carrier who can pay the fee, always steering clear of engagements with the Royals, but also working to sabotage them when the opportunity arises. And the lady’s career will only flourish from here.
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