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Full name: Nasser al-Hakim bin Nizar
Titles: Vizier (advisor) and Shaykh (scholar)
Social rank: Nasser is of noble birth, but keeps this from the western lords he serves, posing simply as a philosopher from a foreign land.
Job or societal position: Nasser is a scholar and polymath, specialising medicine, astronomy, alchemy, and philosophy. He uses his bountiful education both to advise nobles who will listen, but more commonly serves as a physician to the elite of the Whitelands, all in exchange for a meagre salary and a room to sleep.
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Appearance: See above image.
Personality: Nasser maintains a degree of professionalism when dealing with the nobles of the Whitelands, often speaking humbly or in short dutiful responses. Nasser exhibits no flares of emotion, positive or negative, and can often be found with a convincing mask of contentedness.
History: Nasser al-Hakim bin Nizar is the son of Nizar bin Razi, who in turn was step-brother to one of the mighty Caliphs of the eastern lands. When Nasser was just a boy, his father had managed to convince his step-brother to adopt his young child as a ward, so that he might learn from the scholars of court. And so, from an early age, Nasser learned to cope in an environment where he was unwelcome. The noble children of his step-uncle's court would tease him for being of marginally lower birth, and treated him as they would one of their many servants. Nasser found solace in his tutor, an aged and wise man known as Rhazes. Rhazes had served the Caliph for many years as both an advisor and a personal confident. Acting like a second father, Rhazes would teach the young Nasser all the secrets of the world, covering topics such as science, philosophy, and mathematics.
When Nasser was twenty-four, his tutor proposed to the Caliph that Nasser succeed him as his advisor, claiming that the young boy had grown into a brilliant and capable scholar of all arts. The Caliph had his minor ministers test Nasser with riddles, mathematic equations, political scenarios, and a range of other questions, all in an effort to assess Nasser's aptitude. When the examination concluded, the Caliph himself informed Nasser that he had succeeded the trials placed before him, and from henceforth would serve as his personal advisor so that Rhazes might retire.
For ten years Nasser served as the advisor to the aging leader, catering to his many, often senile, questions.
One evening, whilst dinning with the Caliph and his family, a messenger boy entered the hall abruptly. Guards seized the child and threatened an executing blow before the Caliph raised a hand to hear the boy's piece. His news was that the ancient Rhazes had perished, being consumed by the desert on a trip back to the capital. Overcome with grief, the Caliph was seized with emotion, and stiffened in pain as he collapsed to the floor. Before anything else could be done, the Caliphs son, and heir apparent, shouted for the guards to seize Nasser, accusing him of poisoning his father. Before Nasser could explain that the Caliph's death was more likely because of stress, he was knocked unconscious and dragged to his prison.
Nasser spent six months in prison, rotting in an old cell with the skeleton of some unknown criminal. His sentence was shortened when at midnight, the Caliph's daughter arrived with two mercenaries, who promptly slew the prison guards. She explained to Nasser that she had always admired his intelligence and loyalty to her father, and begged that he forgive her brother, who had grown envious of the attention Nasser gained from the late Caliph. As Nasser was handed a survival kit and a disguise, she left him with the knowledge that she would blame him for the deaths of the two guards, meaning that he could never return. Nasser, though somewhat agitated that she had not schemed up a better plan, eagerly took his disguise and fled the castle, the two mercenaries escaped with him, parting ways once past the city walls.
From then Nasser became a vagrant, using many different pseudonyms when entering the courts of the world, offering the same services he always had, and leaving when he tired of his company. Four months ago he arrived in the Whitelands, and has since become a common face in court, often happy to offer advise, but is often ignore by some of the more xenophobic courtiers.
Skills: Nasser's largest asset is his intelligence and wisdom. His entire life has been spent educating and advising those prestigious enough to not need to be intelligent themselves. Nasser has poured over volumes of knowledge about his aforementioned schools. While his methods in medicine and philosophies may differ from the zeitgeist of the Whitelands, he is still valuable to any figure of power.
Dreams and fears: Nasser hasn't quite nailed down a goal or dream, and instead wanders aimlessly. He is conscious that this is a bad way to live, but isn't overly bothered to change it. As such, he focuses on the day-to-day.
Favored equipment: Nasser is a non-combatant, and thus favours light flowing robes over plate or other forms of armour. In his waist-sash he does store a small dagger, though this serves mainly as a letter opener.
Extra: Can't think of anything
