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(Sorry everyone, I'm not a great writer. I just wanted to provide a little character background. Also any criticism would be welcome in replys or PMs.)
"He left his home Neverwinter, in disgrace. His father had betrayed his oathes to Neverwinter and became a deserter when the war wih Luskan began. Uther could no longer stand to look upon his father and left Neverwinter's walls before he had the chance to join the ranks of the city watch which had been his dream that he may serve Neverwinter. Uther had wandered along the swordcoast until he came upon a small village where he stayed awhile. He joined the local militia and picked up a few things like: Wielding a sword, crafting a blade, and some basic maneuvers. Amongst his new possesions, he crafted a greatsword which he would then on carry with him at all times. He soon left the village, feeling he had no place with them or any where else for that matter. He began to hire himself out to traveling merchants or villages along the sword coast who needed his sword. He slayed bandits and creatures the locals could not and made a living off it. He never asked for much, only enough to keep on going. When he had felt he had done everything he could there, he moved on once again. This time, he headed north. He bought passage on a ship and headed for the land Sundren hoping to regain his family's honor by doing good..."
*The tall man with a greatsword strapped to his back picks his head up and looks into your eyes* "How's that for a story?"
"He left his home Neverwinter, in disgrace. His father had betrayed his oathes to Neverwinter and became a deserter when the war wih Luskan began. Uther could no longer stand to look upon his father and left Neverwinter's walls before he had the chance to join the ranks of the city watch which had been his dream that he may serve Neverwinter. Uther had wandered along the swordcoast until he came upon a small village where he stayed awhile. He joined the local militia and picked up a few things like: Wielding a sword, crafting a blade, and some basic maneuvers. Amongst his new possesions, he crafted a greatsword which he would then on carry with him at all times. He soon left the village, feeling he had no place with them or any where else for that matter. He began to hire himself out to traveling merchants or villages along the sword coast who needed his sword. He slayed bandits and creatures the locals could not and made a living off it. He never asked for much, only enough to keep on going. When he had felt he had done everything he could there, he moved on once again. This time, he headed north. He bought passage on a ship and headed for the land Sundren hoping to regain his family's honor by doing good..."
*The tall man with a greatsword strapped to his back picks his head up and looks into your eyes* "How's that for a story?"
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