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After testing out several different personas, I finally settled on one that I was happy with. This is my story. | After testing out several different personas, I finally settled on one that I was happy with. This is my story. | ||
| − | I was born a common elf in the Northern Lands, was raised by good parents, and I had many dear and close friends. But that all changed. During a hunting trip, I became separated from my father and my friends, I wandered aimlessly for days in an unfamiliar forest. (Elves can become lost if the situation is right, so bugger off.) I soon found myself in the den of a griffin. A strange griffin of blue, grey, and black coloration. Also, a set of stag antlers rested on the griffins head. For a time, I stayed with the griffin. I hunted with it, ate with it, and slept in its den. I became Griffinborne. But, I began to yearn for my family and friends, the griffin lead me to familiar land. I soon found my way back home, or what was left of it. I found my village left in ruin by a band of orcs and bandits. I buried the remains of my family and friends, took up my family weapons, and hunted down the band that had ripped my very heart out when they decimated my village. After the | + | I was born a common elf in the Northern Lands, was raised by good parents, and I had many dear and close friends. But that all changed. During a hunting trip, I became separated from my father and my friends, I wandered aimlessly for days in an unfamiliar forest. (Elves can become lost if the situation is right, so bugger off.) I soon found myself in the den of a griffin. A strange griffin of blue, grey, and black coloration. Also, a set of stag antlers rested on the griffins head. For a time, I stayed with the griffin. I hunted with it, ate with it, and slept in its den. I became Griffinborne. But, I began to yearn for my family and friends, the griffin lead me to familiar land. I soon found my way back home, or what was left of it. I found my village left in ruin by a band of orcs and bandits. I buried the remains of my family and friends, took up my family weapons, and hunted down the band that had ripped my very heart out when they decimated my village. After the final orc drew its last breath, I wandered aimlessly without reason or ally. I began to turn dark. I became a dark elf, not evil, just dark. (An equivalent of a [[Night Elf]]) I was soon found by a kindly old man who, despite what I was, brought me into his home. He fed me, helped me heal the hole where my heart should have been, and sent me on my way with a new purpose. I became a wandering force for good, despite the dark tints of my past that showed on my skin. I now reside within the Duchy of Skystone where I plan to stay for as long as I can. |
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Revision as of 17:31, 7 November 2014
Contents
Also Known As
Volk
The Pretty Page
William Dayshade
Park
The Duchy of Skystone within the Kingdom of the Desert Winds.
Quotes
Bugger off!
Merp
Good for you...?
I'm a deer! (An older quote from when I was fighting with Echo, it was meant as a distraction and it worked)
Biography
I was always interested in larping and role playing. When I found Amtgard in my area, I was so excited to get started I could barely sleep on the Friday before my first day. After my first day, within two weeks I had a weapon, armor and something close to a persona. After a year of being a member; I have been to several events, made several different suits of armor, and have held positions in my Monarchy.
Back-story
After testing out several different personas, I finally settled on one that I was happy with. This is my story.
I was born a common elf in the Northern Lands, was raised by good parents, and I had many dear and close friends. But that all changed. During a hunting trip, I became separated from my father and my friends, I wandered aimlessly for days in an unfamiliar forest. (Elves can become lost if the situation is right, so bugger off.) I soon found myself in the den of a griffin. A strange griffin of blue, grey, and black coloration. Also, a set of stag antlers rested on the griffins head. For a time, I stayed with the griffin. I hunted with it, ate with it, and slept in its den. I became Griffinborne. But, I began to yearn for my family and friends, the griffin lead me to familiar land. I soon found my way back home, or what was left of it. I found my village left in ruin by a band of orcs and bandits. I buried the remains of my family and friends, took up my family weapons, and hunted down the band that had ripped my very heart out when they decimated my village. After the final orc drew its last breath, I wandered aimlessly without reason or ally. I began to turn dark. I became a dark elf, not evil, just dark. (An equivalent of a Night Elf) I was soon found by a kindly old man who, despite what I was, brought me into his home. He fed me, helped me heal the hole where my heart should have been, and sent me on my way with a new purpose. I became a wandering force for good, despite the dark tints of my past that showed on my skin. I now reside within the Duchy of Skystone where I plan to stay for as long as I can.
Affiliated Groups
Company: Bearclaw Thunder (Prospect)
Households: Clan Wolfcaller
Belted Family
Paged to WarBar, who is man-at-arms to Kyra Kadais, who is Squire to Sir Duffer Cole.
Notable Accomplishments
Youngest Champion of the Duchy at 17 years old.
More Information
- https://www.facebook.com/logan.nelson.140
- Company Website
