ayresalex

Mikhael passes through the gates into Mireton, he breathes in the fresh mountain air, and grins, Just like home... he thought. He was just recently outfitted with his new Gryphon tabard, and felt quite spiffing in it. Better than that damned Elendil gave me. Nothing. he mused. Mikhael felt quite at home with his new position. He was serving a house that was close knit with the Emperors own house. He gloated this to his friends a few to many times at the Therving Tavern, and set on an air of importance and sometimes- arrogance. Mikhael stops at the crossroads, spotting Kazrek. Mikhael wondered if this was the new recruit that Alexander had told him about. Nonetheless, using his gruff northern accent he yelled, "'ey! Yew dat new man his lordship was talkin' about?" He starting trotting over to Kazrek, waiting for a response.

"Very well then, m'lord."

Mikhael grins, "Where can I place my bags then?"

Forum Name: ayresalex MC Name: Mikhael Torsson Skills: I've grew up as a blacksmiths son. Makin' weapons never suited me, but I always tend to pick one up and spar my brothers. I also know my way around a bow as well. Are you willing to move to a permanent residence?: Seeing as I have no home.. Yes. I am. What previous experience have you had? (RP on the LotC server): I served with Elendil for sometime, but left as I recieved no pay or board. (I've been with you since like, Galahar dude.) Why should I take you?: You won't find a more disciplined soldier as myself, m'lord. "I, Mikhael Torsson, swear my blade and life to the house Horen-Gryphon. To protect the Duchy of Pruvia, and the Holy Oren Empire, in times of peace and war To be Its shield under siege, and blade in times of war I swear to be truthful and pure, doing what is right To be loyal to Gryphon-Horen and it's leader over all other To follow orders and direction with full effort until my lord release me." Die Willingly or With Sword in Hand!

8/10 Seen you've quite a bit.

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