by Gellon on March 28th, 2013, 9:22 pm
AppearanceRace: Nuit Gender: Male Age: 23 Birthday: 13, Spring, Year Birthplace: Appearance: What do you look like? Character ConceptPersonality - Ethics - Likes - Dislikes - Character HistoryPre-Creation - Your PCs Childhood and life before the age you started playing them. LanguageFluent Language: Common Basic Language: Nari Poor Language: Kontinese SkillsSkill | EXP | Total | Proficiency | Embalming | # SP | 10 | Novice | Skill 2 | # SP | # | Novice | Skill 3 | # RB, # SP | # | Competent | LoresHelpful Lores: Lore of Religion: Ionu Lore of Alvadas Underground Possessions1 Set of Clothing -Black Wool Shirt -Black Wool Pants -Black Wool Undergarments -Black Wool Cloak -Black Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (wood) -Brush (wood) -Soap -Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel 100 Gold Mizas Heirloom: A dagger with writing on it. HousingLocation: Alvadas House: 1 large tent (4 person), large tarp, 100 ft of rope, flint & steel, lantern, 2 torches, bedroll, blanket, fishing tackle & hooks, a riding horse, a full set of tack, and a large set of saddlebags LedgerPurchase | Cost | Total | Starting | +100 GM | 100 GM | Thread ListLink your current & past threads here! |
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Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.
I have sent up my gladness on wings, to be lost in the blue of the sky.
I have run and leaped with the rain, I have taken the wind to my breast.
My cheeks like a drowsy child to the face of the earth I have pressed.
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.
I have kissed young love on the lips, I have heard his song to the end,
I have struck my hand like a seal in the loyal hand of a friend.
I have known the peace of heaven, the comfort of work done well.
I have longed for death in the darkness and risen alive out of hell.
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.
I gave a share of my soul to the world, when and where my course is run.
I know that another shall finish the task I surely must leave undone.
I know that no flower, nor flint was in vain on the path I trod.
As one looks on a face through a window, through life I have looked on God,
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.