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Fenris saw the elk crossing the stream. It had been weeks since he had seen fresh meat and he was earning for a good hunt. He crouched and began to stalk the elk getting closer by the second. When he was about thirty yards from the elk he stood and launched his spear. It hit grazed the elks...
Name: Fenris O'Leary
Race: Nord
Occupation: hunter/nomad
Gender: male
Religion: Follower of hircine
Age:21
Appearance Carries black one handed steel sword with bone handle 1ft knife on his hip and a 7 ft spear with a ebony tip. Rides huge paint horse does not wear shirt or armor except a...
Patroclus smiled he knew he was speaking with a very honest man. "Perhaps we should speak with the high king. To try and get some reinforcements we surely cannot hold off another attack".
Patroclus shook the Crengars hand. "I am Patroclus. I hail from bruma and there is one i respect in a man and that is his ability to fight. I would be proud to join you and your kin in the fight against these bastard elves."
Patroclus made his way over to the giant men. One very large one in peticular asked him "Is there something you need?" "yes answers." Patroclus replied. "Who are you?"
Patroclus arrived at the gate just about the time they charged. It was chaos and madness all in one. They were so greatly out numbered Patroclus drew his sword and charged. If you were to see him he would have looked like a tornado spinning,slashing,stabbing all at one it seemed. A mage shot...
Patroclus sat in the inn drinking his ale when the guards came in. "You there come with us! You are required to defend the city!" Patroclus laughed "I fight for gold nothing more." They didn't take that to good and one swung at him. Patroclus caught it spun him a around and put his knife to...
Character name : Patroclus
Class: Gladiator
race nord\imperial
weapons :
looks
Back story: Patroclus grew up in bruma where his father was a smith. He trained with every weapon in his reach but he had a knack for the sword. His spirit and ambition later led him to the arena in...
Kayden and Crengar were taken to a damp and dark place with moss on the walls. Once hey got to there cells Crengar hit once guard knocking him out easily next Kayden elbowed one in the nose and cracked him in the jaw. " No rest for the wicked ayee Crengar?" He gave his companion a wolfish smile...