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Biffsquiggled

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  1. at first thought the idea of farming would be best for welves, but this is cooler so +1
  2. We are born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood; Fear the old blood.
  3. TOOLS FOR MURDER [THEME] “You'll use it, boy, and as long as you hate using it, you would use it more wisely than most men would. Wait. If ever you don't hate it any longer, then will be the time to throw it as far as you can and run the other way.” It finally had come to it. Weapons, tools for murder, had been commissioned. Thoroduin stood before the anvil, hammer in hand and stared at the wrought steel with a drifting look in his eyes. The pale white cray sketches, that crumbled off of his workplace’s countertop, depicted two simple weapons. He bit onto his
  4. HUMBLE BEGINNINGS [THEME] Nails, chassis, rods and horse shoes, all simple crafts. Years on the road had honed a man’s mind to focus on a single thing at once. A clear vision, a clearer mind and a simple path to follow. A cartwright had come to Thorodhuin for a slew of different items, though more importantly he had given him a reason to stay grounded. Every time Thorodhuin put the hammer down, it was the wild that called him next. Two mistresses, one was capricious and adventurous, the other was reliable and secure. The flames and embers of the forge licked an ing
  5. THORODHUIN LAICA -= [Theme] [Theme] [Theme] =- Name: Thorodhuin Laica Meaning: Turbulent river / Verdant Nicknames: Thorì Thorwen Traveller Race: Wood Elf Apparent Age: 30~ ish Age: 240 Years Old Occupation: Trapper / Vagabond / Tor Elder’s blacksmith Appearance / Mindset: Hardy shoes make for a happy traveller, Thorì is no different. He cherished simpler, more convenient and comfortable clothes rather than lavish garments full of g
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    DukeOfDogs

    Thorì wasn’t born out of terrible parents, or despicable stepmothers; his father Hràvanen was an old sellsword who could sustain most expenses off of the coin he had gained here and there, and his mother Elisseae was a weavess who occasionally spoke of her adventures back when she had no one to bind her home, together their wealth made for a common lifestyle. In his own grove, a small Seed of huntsmen and trappers known for good linen clothing, Thorodhuin grew up alone or with friends, drifting away in wanderlust and returning to his home with a hare, or a larger game. Eventually,
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