Mute The Wanderer

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i]Italics = Thoughts

Character Card:

Name: Mute

Age 26

Race Northern Human

Profession: Wanderer(Swordsman)

Bio: A wanderer who has a troubled past. Usually communicates by writing on a piece of wood or whatever is available. Skilled in combat and enjoys literature to a great deal. Is quite fond of Dwarven Architecture.

Story: Mute wakes up to the splashing of waves up against the ship, the seagulls in the air. The men and women sleeping close to each other for comfort.

He looks around and notices the hatch is open. He gets up and brushes the dust off him, and goes topside to see what time it is. Looking around, he realizes they are in a port. Ah, so this must be Asulon...Not a bad place to hop off. He goes back down to gather his sword and cloak. He casts the hood over his head and sheathes the sword so it rests firmly in the leather scabbard. Mute jumps off the ship and hits the pier. Getting used to the feel of solid land. He walks towards the nearest signpost for directions. Lesse...Cloud Temple...Not that far, wonder I'll find there... Mute heads off to the Cloud Temple and so begins his journey. ((I know its not much but he's a mute wanderer with a sketchy past, if you want it, pry it out of me in-game ;) ))

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