Yeah, it's one of those 'long stories' again. However, unlike usual, I'm actually going to post it.
Like many others from Spira, Azzah doesn't remember his real parents. They, like many others, were casualties of Sin, lost to the sea when the enormous beast capsized their ferry on the way to Luca. By sheer happenstance, and the whim of the current, a single survivor washed up on the beaches of Bikanel Island, saved from drowning by his bassinet... a makeshift boat, perhaps, but enough to keep the Ronso cub from drowning. Beachcombing salvage teams frequently combed the sands for valuable detritus (and the occasional bodies, which had to be dealt with), and it wasn't long at all before he was found. The Al Bhed didn't exactly know what to /do/ with him, but they weren't going to simply let him die...
He was given an Al Bhed name, since no one knew his given one. He was taught their language as he grew, and their ways with machina. Although his hands soon grew too broad and coarse for delicate mechanical repairs, he was strong and willing to aid in other ways. Although he would seem cheerful and lighthearted for a Ronso, in comparison to his adoptive people, he was an island of calm and insight. In time, he found a niche as an alchemist...perhaps a strange occupation compared to what people might expect, but he didn't feel he needed to stomp about and rant about the 'warrior's way' and the rigid framework of honor. It wasn't how he was raised. Do what you can to help the Tribe. When you are called, answer. Other than that... do what you want to. Life's too short to squander.
Azzah is an OC (original character) of mine on SoftResetMUX.