Philip’s father Randolph Martin, was a sell sword that retired and bought farm land to live peacefully and start a family. He was a hired by merchants because of fear that the bandits of Ruswick might attack merchants, so they paid mercenaries. His father before him was a mercenary who fought in the battle of two emperors in 1715.Philip Martin was born in a village on the outskirts of the empire, otherwise known as Oren. He grew up a farmer, having hard days of labor. That helped make him fit. He had all the attention because he was an only child. He grew up in a peaceful but difficult childhood of being a farmhand. He had no schooling and therefore is aliterate. When he became of age, he decided that he would take up in his father’s footsteps and become a sell sword too. He got his father’s rusty old mail coat. He brought nothing else because he didn't want to burden his family. His father and mother wished him luck, and he was off. He was the third generation, it was his turn to carry the legacy
You’ve just stepped off of the boat in the port of a massive and fortified city. Before you lies a sprawling bazaar, with numerous shops, stalls, and seated traders selling wares to folk of all walks of life. Just as you’re about to continue walking onwards, into the market, you’re approached by a well-dressed gentleman who looks upon you with a big smile. “Welcome!” He began. “What brings you to this lovely city? Adventure? Wealth? Or some grand aspirations to elevate your place in society?”
How do you respond?
“I seek adventure and wealth, as a sell sword. Is their work here? Or am I supposed to get by on nothing?” As Philip looks around at the sprawling city.
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