Post#52 » Fri Dec 30, 2022 4:04 am
its not as amazing as some of the others but here is my lil bio
login: Random001us char: Xaver Mana
They called him the Reaper.
His blade cut through goblins, kobolds, orcs, wolves, and more with ease.
The village elders bestowed to him some armor and his scythe.
From that day forward, he left his plow, donned his armor, and went out to defend his village.
Though he was a young man, he had proven his worth time and time again.
The elders saw to it that he had a home and a place to live.
When the elders passed away, he continued fighting.
He did not want to stay there. He dreamed of traveling the world.
So he packed up what he could, left the village, and went on an adventure to find new lands and new opponents.
The journey started off easy enough.
He made his way to the nearest trading post to sell his services as a fighter.
He sold his services to the merchants that lived there. With his earnings, he purchased supplies.
He packed enough food to last him a few weeks and made sure to bring along a few mules to help with the journey.
He also purchased a map and plotted out a path.
He left the post and started his journey.
For a week he made good time.
Then the weather turned against him.
It started to rain.
The rain lasted for days and slowed him down.
The rain washed away his old cloak and sneakers
The food ran out. And the mules died.
The rain washed away his old cloak and sneakers
He was now stranded in the middle of nowhere.
At least he still had a bit of coin and his armor and scythe. His trusty scythe.
It took him three days to reach a nearby town. He rested for two days in the town inn.
Then he left the town and continued on his journey.
A week later he reached the next town.
He rested in the inn for two days and then continued on his journey.
Two weeks later, he reached his destination.