You are a warrior and a fighter by trade. You always hang out around the barracks with the other soldiers looking for things to do and missions to accomplish. Though not an official soldier yourself, you are more welcome than most by the professionals and often find yourself more at home with them than anyone else. Even though you are a warrior, you still see the need for reasoning and try to avoid a fight whenever possible, looking for the peaceful solution.
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Name:
Age:
Hp
Hunger
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Basic Stats
Strength: 6
Willpower: 3
Knowledge: 4
Agility: 2
Endurance: 5
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Money:
Power: (you'll find out what this does eventually >:)
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Armor/Weapons
Head: Nothing
Body: Worn Chestplate
Legs: Worn Leggings
Feet: Worn Boots
Right hand: Short sword
Left hand: Nothing
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One afternoon, you are on the way to the barracks to talk to your friend about a recent brawl you had to break up in the lower districts. You are wearing your late father's old armor instead of your usual armor because in the recent scuffle it got bruised up pretty bad. suddenly, out of the corner of your eye you see a shadow disappear into a nearby ally way. From experience you know that not many shady characters are allowed in the upper districts and realize that this might be a trespasser...
