"This world is brutal, uncaring, without logic or justice... No justice but that which we make for ourselves!"
As a child, Sidurgu lived with his family in a frontier town of Othard, until their settlement fell under the subjugation of the invading Garlean Empire. Unable to endure the stifling regime of their conquerors, his parents bundled him into a cart along with their meager possessions, and fled into the wilderness soon after his sixth nameday. For five years they wandered, seeking a place to belong, before their journeys eventually brought them to Eorzea's shores. Like many of their race, they found themselves drawn to the plains of Coerthas, where they hoped to adopt the nomadic ways of their ancestors...but neither fate nor the Ishgardians were kind to the Au Ra.
Molded by a life of tragedy, the displaced Xaela found himself well suited to the mantle of a dark knight. Now bereft of family, master, and fellow apprentice, the twenty-six year old Sidurgu wears his stern demeanor like a suit of armor, impenetrable to all perhaps but his young charge, Rielle.