Wolf's Biography

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-Name: Lewi Lewis

-Title:Lewi the Wolf (for his love of the animal and his cunning)

-Gender: Male

-Age: 101

-Appearnce age- 29

-Race:Dwarf

-Occupation: Warrior (hopping to be in the Great Legion one day)

-Hobbies:Smithing, Mining, Mighty Good chess player. Training

-Personality: Lewi is enduring in his fights. He'd go down dying for his men then let them take the death. He is proud and kind. Yet if you watch him you can tell he's had a dark past.

-Identity: Lewi is 5'4 tall for a dwarf. He has fair hair blue eyes and a brown beard. His hair used to be brown until a accident in Henry's shop. He scarred and has the symbol of his family on the left of side of his head. The hammer, a tool a great destruction and creation.

-History:

Basic info:Lewi grew up with little.His parents brutally murdered by Orcs in a war. He was raised on the streets of Kal'Urguan. His life was hard and tough yet he never asked for help he was too proud. Until the age of 17 (young for a dwarf) he was alone. He then found kindness in a man by the name of Henry. This man was a black smith willing to take him in as an apprentice. Lewi work with vigor for years on end. Eventually he saw Henry as a father. One day while Lewi was working with the furnace a man came in. Lewi could hear henry say, "You be looken for some help there?" The man then responded, " Yea, can you tell me where Henry is?"

"Aye, that be me." "Goodbye Henry." The man quickly pulled out his knife and stabbed Henry through the Heart. Lewi sprinted at the man, tackling him Lewi yelled at him, " WHO. ARE. YOU!" "You think I would tell ye? Ha! I'll tell you this. I'm an assasain, for the black cult, and you'll never find us! NEVER!" The man kicked Lewi off him and fled the scene. Lewi heartbroken joined the military to take vengence on the cult and to protect the good people of Kal'Urgaun. He's been there ever since, training for his shot at vengence, at justice, at honor.

OOC: This next portion is the full recolection of his life may take awhile to complete!

Youth: I was seven when it happened, the terrible war. We lost thousands. Dead souls every thing, nobody could stop it. My parents died during this war. I was forced onto the street alone... starving. I didn't know how to live. Three weeks I went hungry. I had lost hope, the last possesion I had. I knew stuff, my dad a great general and my mother one of the finest strategist of the dwarves. Yet, no one would listen to a child dwarf. No one would listen to the moans of pain when my stomach gasped for food... After another three days of this I found some bread not much for us dwarves but when I tasted it, it was like the best cooking, better then the king would get.

Two years later: Nine, a age of survival. Guess this age got me through this academy too. After being forced into the street you soon discover there isn't much you have to defend yourself with. I would fight for food some times. No big deal really, I had fighting in my blood. The problem was all the people that tried to take the food I earned. I could take my fair share of dwarves but when five of them come at you. There isn't much you can do. Most nghts where hungry, wet, and cold. If your asking why it was a time of survival well it wasn't my proudest time. It was a cut throat life out there. I had to watch behind me in case some crazy dwarves ambushed me.

~Journal Entry 1. Lewi Lewis

Age 15: I was finally a well established king of the streets, strong, proud, and unforgiving. I had dwarves under my command, they would carry out deeds for me and in turn i would protrect them. They called me The Wolf my street name, and one only my friends call me. I was strong and wise for my age. I felt bad that what i did was sometimes illegal, but can you blame someone trying to survive? When i turned 16 I was challenged by another street lord. We fought in the street arena, more like an alley in Kal'Urguan. We were given a sword, a shield, and a dagger. I lunged at the lord, he quickly deflected it off his shield. He continued to throw his dagger at me trying to throw me off guard.I quickly dodged to the left, and yelled at him, " Come on! Ye don't have the Guts to kill me! I've been on the streets my whole life, survived in the underground of Kal'Urguan. I Am THE WOLF and I WILL KILL YOU!" Unfornately for me he too was skilled and knock me off balance then held a sword to my throat. The Lord said, "Lewi you have been beaten and are stripped of your rank as king of the streets, and I force you into exile! I will not kill you and I will be king. Now Begone!" Once again I was alone...

~Journal Entry 2: Lewi Lewis

[Lawrence Berell 226]

OOC just how many people have i affected ?muhahahah

edit forgot the ooc thing.

[l0new01f 0]

I swear I will track you down and slit your throatt for this!

[Lawrence Berell 226]

I swear I will track you down and slit your throatt for this!

no,forgot to say ooc.but the whole assasinated thing.was you inspired by my story?

[l0new01f 0]

ooc: Yea just a lil. I liked the idea of it and was going to use it before i read yours but yours helped =[)

[Lawrence Berell 226]

i have inspired someone.yay!

[l0new01f 0]

Good for you.

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.