Nurrimak (NOO-ree-mahk)
A Resident
Nurrimak
Nurrimak’s hands are as old as the mountains, though he has only seen three decades. He works in silence, shaping monolithic structures that whisper of past gods. His ancestors built temples before men knew how to write their own names, and he continues their legacy, placing each stone with reverence. He does not work for coin or for fame—his devotion is to the land itself, ensuring that what he builds will stand for centuries beyond his own life.
Despite his imposing frame, Nurrimak’s true joy is found in the small things—watching the first light of dawn stretch over newly laid stone, tracing the faint grooves of forgotten carvings, feeling the pulse of the land beneath his feet. He knows that power does not belong to warriors alone; the walls they defend were shaped by hands like his. In his quiet moments, he hums the songs of the old builders, his deep voice rolling like the sea against the cliffs.
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