Post by Chicago63 on Jan 8, 2012 15:19:47 GMT -5
IGN: Chicago63
How I found this server: Zomgman (Evildude2000/Jack) showed me
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Name: Egil
Age: 30
Race: Jaska
Bio:
I was born and raised in the land where the Human-Capital City now rests, before the humans actually washed up on shore. It was just my family and a few other Jaska in a very small settlement, away from most other people.
At the age of 12 I first learned how to play the Caprul(Which is a lute-like instrument with 8 strings and a triangular body). My family always told me I was wasting my time with the thing and that I should be learning more important things, like how to use a sword and how to farm. I ignored them and spent my days in my little cave beneath our house.
One day, many years later, however, my family was all away visiting our distant relatives, and left me alone to protect our crops for a week. (Heaven knows why.) Naturally I just stayed at home and practiced my singing and my Caprul. On about the 3'rd night of that week, however, I heard strange noises outside. Growling, hissing, sounds of rummaging through our belongings.
I snuck outside to investigate. To my great horror, there was a band of monsters ransacking our houses! I was greatly outnumbered, and even if it was a fair fight, I'm terrible at using a sword. I would have impaled myself in no time.
Monsters were everywhere. They were killing out livestock, destroying our houses, trampling our crops. It was just pure chaos. I was powerless, I could only watch from the bushes as our family's entire livelihood was being destroyed. It was all my fault this was happening, since I was too busy fiddling with my Caprul to watch out for monsters. (Okay, well, my family's also a bit responsible for sending the wimpiest family member to guard our home.)
Fearing my family would disown me and send me out to be eaten by wolves (my family was a bit crazy,) I fled. With nothing but a few spare loaves of bread and my trusty Caprul, I just started going. I had no idea about what lied outside of my little world. All I knew is that I was in a metric crapload of trouble if I didn't get out of my little world.
I had to change my name from Leukir to Egil. I will constantly wear a hood that covers most of my face in fear of one of my relatives finding me (since they will surely seek me out.) I will live out my days as a Musician, telling tales of Wizards and Dragons and Pig-men and Magic.
How I found this server: Zomgman (Evildude2000/Jack) showed me
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Name: Egil
Age: 30
Race: Jaska
Bio:
I was born and raised in the land where the Human-Capital City now rests, before the humans actually washed up on shore. It was just my family and a few other Jaska in a very small settlement, away from most other people.
At the age of 12 I first learned how to play the Caprul(Which is a lute-like instrument with 8 strings and a triangular body). My family always told me I was wasting my time with the thing and that I should be learning more important things, like how to use a sword and how to farm. I ignored them and spent my days in my little cave beneath our house.
One day, many years later, however, my family was all away visiting our distant relatives, and left me alone to protect our crops for a week. (Heaven knows why.) Naturally I just stayed at home and practiced my singing and my Caprul. On about the 3'rd night of that week, however, I heard strange noises outside. Growling, hissing, sounds of rummaging through our belongings.
I snuck outside to investigate. To my great horror, there was a band of monsters ransacking our houses! I was greatly outnumbered, and even if it was a fair fight, I'm terrible at using a sword. I would have impaled myself in no time.
Monsters were everywhere. They were killing out livestock, destroying our houses, trampling our crops. It was just pure chaos. I was powerless, I could only watch from the bushes as our family's entire livelihood was being destroyed. It was all my fault this was happening, since I was too busy fiddling with my Caprul to watch out for monsters. (Okay, well, my family's also a bit responsible for sending the wimpiest family member to guard our home.)
Fearing my family would disown me and send me out to be eaten by wolves (my family was a bit crazy,) I fled. With nothing but a few spare loaves of bread and my trusty Caprul, I just started going. I had no idea about what lied outside of my little world. All I knew is that I was in a metric crapload of trouble if I didn't get out of my little world.
I had to change my name from Leukir to Egil. I will constantly wear a hood that covers most of my face in fear of one of my relatives finding me (since they will surely seek me out.) I will live out my days as a Musician, telling tales of Wizards and Dragons and Pig-men and Magic.
