Asger
Neophyte
[10 month past]
The precipice steep, jagged rock and tumbled weed littered the path down. No pundit would advise this climb--which is why I'm here.
At the twilights dawn a whisper brings news, "Sire, your daughter....."
[Today]
I'm too old to make it back to Cove. My days wielding Mjuirdon, a family heirloom halberd powerful enough to vanquish balrons in one mighty swoop, are beyond over. Blackthron take me, they were over those years past when the Ettin and Ogre troupe ripped us all from our family home. I may not be able to make it back, but I will have eyes and blades in that infernal land remitting justice as if those were my eyes and my blade.
My last breath will not happen until your honor is restored, daughter.
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(Asger will relay the stories of my toons...stories will come when they will. )
The precipice steep, jagged rock and tumbled weed littered the path down. No pundit would advise this climb--which is why I'm here.
At the twilights dawn a whisper brings news, "Sire, your daughter....."
[Today]
I'm too old to make it back to Cove. My days wielding Mjuirdon, a family heirloom halberd powerful enough to vanquish balrons in one mighty swoop, are beyond over. Blackthron take me, they were over those years past when the Ettin and Ogre troupe ripped us all from our family home. I may not be able to make it back, but I will have eyes and blades in that infernal land remitting justice as if those were my eyes and my blade.
My last breath will not happen until your honor is restored, daughter.
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(Asger will relay the stories of my toons...stories will come when they will. )