01-10-2015, 05:26 PM
-kare's expression changes, he looks down into his half cup of water- "To be honest...I dont remember much of my family...me Father was a brave and honorable Lofoten, me Mother a Skilled doctor...but......after a bloody battle by the Ice Elfs when I was but a small boy, no more then 5...the bodies of both Einher and others who had been either passing through or...i dont know it was a very long time ago...all I remember is my parents telling me to wait inside as they ran to the front lines to aid them...but for those who got hit with the surprise attack...their bodies littered the area....even though I was told to stay, I had some skill, and my mind just cried out 'help them'...so even though I couldnt save any...I was blamed by the visitors who couldn't do anything but rely on a small child to try and save their loved ones....as such an age...I...just.....ran...away from home...and ever since...I've never found the courage to go back..."
A man in brown hooded robe walks with a staff