Leres was a young man of humble origins but grandiose ambitions. For when he was born, an old sage clad in brown had appeared in his home and professed.
"Oy wey, this young boy may… be quite great, mate. I guess."
Fishy it was, but who loved fish more than a fisherman's family? For one, Leres would say he absolutely despised it.
Well, it was that very loathing Leres held that had got him kicked out of his home. Their love for fish extended a tad more than their love for their children.
No biggie, Leres was still fated for greatness! And now, to cash in on his fate, the young man found himself with arms crossed right outside the fountain of Maris smack in the center of Soleda.