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  1. Kepri unraveled the bloodied and used wraps around his head; tossing it aside while sitting upon the bedroll in his room. Ebony ichor dotted its once-white cloth, long aged blood gone dry. The hulking man tossed it aside carelessly, retrieving what would soon be its replacement. The gauze soaked in alcohol went as easily on as it had the first time, with the usual stinging pain that equated to a migraine. With word of the arrival of an older member he was prepared to learn what he could. The linen clung to his head as if it had become his true face, bloodshot eyes and green discolored irises half-lidded with a mix of numbness and frozen pain. With that he rose, walking out and into the courtyard to continue his training. 

  2. You're allowed to partake in self-teaching Shamanism but at this point your character must relearn from the beginning at the self-taught speed. This is due to the large hiatus taken from them and so on so forth. In comparison to tiers you begin at T1. Good luck and have fun.

  3. MC Name:

    Slic3man.

    IC Name:

    Kepri of Æthelwulf

    Age:

    32.

    Race:

    Human.

    Minor Backstory:

    Karob comes from no where in particular, wandering into the wilderness to find a wayward life. Nonetheless he wandered out from the forest's borders with a deer over his back and a blankness to his gaze. His hunched visage was that of a downtrodden ox, muscles tensed at the beast over his shoulders. How he had struck a deer with his blade was not known, but soon the buck with skinned and gutted. He could only live off the wilderness for so long, and so he took to seeking merit, pride visibly tied to his face.

     

    Without any thought he looked for the Marked Men, not sated in the daily life of hunting and gathering. 

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