Was born into a small family out on the outskirts of a Dark elven village. Here he dedicated his life to becoming an adventurer. Choosing to be like a Human Ranger that came through his village. Since he could walk(5) he’s been training his body and mind. Due to his training his physical appearance is much more bulky compared to his elf brethren. Due to study, he is adept at strategy and can survive out in the wilds of Arcas. He has trained with a short sword on his back, daggers(Carries 10 on/under his robes and Armour), a short bow. After gaining proficiency with his weapons Sasin set out to see the world at 18. He traveled until he reached Atlas at 25 and then decided to return to The isles of
Vailor to attempt to settle down and start a forge. But, we shall see what destiny has planned for him.
(A/N Specifically he is only an expert with short swords/a katana like sword. The ones hes proficient with are the wrist crossbow, short bow and daggers(Primarily foraging and hunting for the daggers. Also, only has skills necessary to survive as a soldier/hunter/provider in the forest)
“I'm looking for some metal for a project I’m working on.” Sasin responded coolly.
“Right this way sir.” He said, “If I might ask what metals?”
“I’m looking for Iron, mirthril, bronze and copper.” Sasin told him. His eye brow raised.
“Mithril? Thats a rare metal. It will cost you quite a bit. Are you sure.”
“Yes.” Sasin said before gesturing for him to lead. He stepped ahead of me when a mugger came out of an alley way. I deflected his weapon with one of my daggers and grabbed him by his neck and lifted him up before breaking his neck. Sasin dropped the corpse like a sack of potatoes before turning to the gentleman and calmly stating.
“Please lead the way.”
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