Joseph Varanhall was born in the Kindom of Hanseti-Ruska. Although he never knew his father, he was told by his mother that he was a Heartlander, from the Duchy of Adria. His Uncle, Beskev, was his father-figure for most of his life. He was born and raised in the city of Reza. His mother made a living as a tailor and his uncle worked as a guard in the city. For his early childhood, Joseph helped his mother with her work as a tailor. This, however, bored Joseph, as he was more interested in his uncles work. He liked to watch the guards at work, admiring their armor and weapons. Joseph quickly grew an attachment to swords and the like, begging his mother and uncle to allow him one. As soon as he reached the eligible age, Joseph attempted to join the local guard. His uncle refused to allow it, and instead offered to train him with the skills of the blade in his free time. Joseph had learned the basics relatively quickly, forging himself into a competent swordsman. During one of his days free of training, Joseph had visited a local tavern to hang out with friends. A man in the tavern had caught his eye. The stranger wore armor and had a sword at his side. He was also alone, unlike most in the tavern. Joseph attempted to make conversation with the man, eventually discovering he was some kind of monster hunter. This had piqued Josephs interest. The idea of monster hunting was quickly romanticized in Josephs mind. He set his mind towards a new profession in life, monster hunting. Joseph eventually saved up enough coin to buy himself a sword, and sold himself as a bodyguard for different clients for the next few years. Soon enough, Joseph departed from Reza and went south looking to pursue a career in monster hunting.
Joseph hesitates, looking the man up and down. He takes a quick look to his left and right, as if he’s expecting someone to jump out at him. “U-Uh...A bit of everything, I suppose.” He raises an eyebrow at the man, firmly placing a hand on his coin purse.
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