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EpicFailiure Galdur
Joined: 14 Dec 2008 Posts: 4
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 3:26 pm Post subject: Galdur Morcane |
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Galdor was born in a drow city some 20 days of travel from Szith. A city relying heavily on the use of slaves, even more than normal and as a result a city in prosperity. Slave traders made many a fortune on their dealings, the noble houses was the real benefactors in the city but the common drow was almost in as bad an economic situation as a beggar on the surface. And such pressure breed counter-pressure and Galdur along with his family is one of these examples.
Galdurs family consisted of the father, a sly man who was not afraid to send his older childs into the streets to loot the pockets of the nobles. Galdurs mother he has never seen, his 65 year old brother and 140 year old brother never talked about her for some reason, and each time her name was mentioned in the house, a loud silence filled the room and an awkward face always appeared on his fathers face as he sat in his rocking chair, his old rapier from his own thieving days black with dried blood.
The first years of galdurs life up until his 110'th summer slowly passed one day at a time, stealing from the nobles and sometimes even breaking into locked houses to loot the drawers. Galdur's master in the art of stealing and sneaking was his father, whom had been literally everywhere in the town, even the noble houses, and that was not by accepted means.
galdurs father was also exceptionally keen at showing galdur the art of swift killing, and he would often tell stories about how he could kill an opponent in a single, well-placed and un-expected blow. This fascinated galdur so he took up learning the art of killing. One day however Galdur was spotted trying to steal from an Ilharess of a noble house, and after weeks of torturing he was thrown at the gates.
The next 20 lonely years of his life he spent mostly by himself, and the occasional merchant wandering the tunnels of the underdark, a few times he even found company in the form of a fellow drow. But he dedicated these years to teaching himself even more in the art of killing, working in strange ways to perfect this craft. He also taught himself how to make traps in this these years slong with many other skills. - Until he finally became good at it, killing.
He found szith one day and decided to start anew, using his many skills to do what he did best, killing - and perhaps even earning a few coin. He met up with the Ilharess of quellar morcane, and he sucked up to the noble Ilharess Nandra, in the hope of gaining himself some coin, and perhaps even noble status. |
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Beleg Vornrak
Joined: 16 May 2008 Posts: 182 Location: Montreal
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 5:32 pm Post subject: |
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Great! It took some time but you finally did it!
Vornrak will, of course, pursue your training, my young apprentice! |
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EpicFailiure Galdur
Joined: 14 Dec 2008 Posts: 4
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 11:09 am Post subject: |
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Well, i had alot of school projects that was placed right onto each other... so i was a little stressed, but now it has been made ^^ |
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