bloomtiara
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A young man went with his Nephew, running through the roads of the East side of Almaris. The moment the child stopped, and they both turned their eyes to the sky. "What the ****," the child exclaims. "Well, that's not normal." The uncle replies.
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The lingering spirit of a Young Man taken too soon drifted from city to city. He listened to the words of people, content to remain unspoken to. Remaining in a form unseen by most, he heard some rather unsettling news. Now, sitting within the midst of Haense, he processed this information. The phantom felt anger rise in him, welling up unlike ever before for decades. He couldn't hold back the hatred and hollow sadness anymore. The one remaining piece of what he used to be was gone, and he had no reason to hold back any longer . . . for what was it he was to do again? Why was he still here.. left with only the answer to express his animosity.
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This seems like a boat load of fun, can't wait
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Born as a peasant, she had no siblings, & spending most of her time with a young boy who was killed by what she thinks was two rouges when they were 10. Very cold & quiet as she got older, she worked nonstop and earned money, training in any of her spare time. Left home at 16, having bought armor, a sturdy bow, & a dagger. Wanders from city to city, taking on odd jobs as she is now 20 years old.
