Post by Nate on Nov 23, 2013 22:57:06 GMT -5
Inventory
Weapons
-Longsword
1.4kg (3.1lbs)
Blade Length: 91cm (35in)
Total Length: 124cm (48in)
-Wooden Longbow
-Standard Arrows
Armour
Cloth Tunic
Leather Vest
Leather Shoulder pads
Steel Pauldrons
Quiver
Layered Steel Cuisse
Steel Grieves
Steel-toed Boots (Leather)
Miscellaneous
Worn Horse Saddle
-Harness Lantern
-Bedrolls
-Camp Equipment
-Quiver Holster
-Scabbard Holster
-Bow Holster
-Saddle Bags
--Maintenance Equipment (whetstones, oil, etc)
--Spare Bowstrings
--Spare Fletching Materials
Pets
Tarian the horse. Nate acquired him before leaving his homeland, and the two have been together since.
Journal
Previous Entries-
Born far away to both a living mother and father, Nate grew up an only child. He spent his adolescence receiving an education from his mother, who had worked as a caretaker for the royalty in their lands for quite some time. His father was a Knight who he did not often see for the majority of his childhood. As a young child, Nate spent most of his time with friends. At the ripe age of twelve, he began to work in a lumber mill. Because he was still young and rather undeveloped physically, Nate handled the menial tasks of stripping the lumber of it's bark and maintaining the tools that they had used. He also kept the mill clean, or tried to. As he aged further, Nate began to develop into a fine young man with many responsibilities. He had earned a reputation in the village they had lived in after confronting a group of ruffians who had taken up residence in the local inn. Although he had his ass thoroughly handed to him, he managed to stand his own against one of them, and forced them out due to his stubbornness and inability to stay down. After that day, his father had returned home for some months.
Nate began to learn swordsmanship under his father's tutelage and actually quite enjoyed it. He excelled quickly and could match his father in terms of strength in no time due to the time he worked in the mill. After some time, Nate took up hunting with the local guild and learned various skills under them. He already knew how to maintain equipment from working in the mill, and he already had the strength and skill with a sword to outmatch any of the lesser swordsman in the guild. However, from them, he learned how to use a bow to some extent, as well as how to prepare the game he killed. Nate also learned the basics of tracking and stealth, as well as how to ride a horse.
At the age of nineteen, Nate and his mother received word that his father had fallen in battle. Outraged by the news, Nate set out to find the killer of his father. He paid the local guild for a horse using the money he had earned from his time in the mill, packed up his sword and bow, and set out. Years passed and eventually Nate's anger and frustration subsided as he traveled. He slowly began to love the nomadic life and simply traveled the world to fulfill a sense of adventure. After he turned twenty, Nate accidentally joined a band of mercenaries after a night of heavy drinking and poor decisions. He quickly grew to love his brothers in arms and traveled with them for some time, often partaking in less than honourable tasks. Nate had joined under a different given name, however. He used his father's name, "Wolfe", and still used the name occasionally when he'd rather not give his mother's given name. He preferred using his father's given name regardless, as he believed that "Nathaniel Wolfe" had a nice ring to it. Petty thievery was common amongst the guild, though Nate never partook in it. It was mostly harmless misdeeds, such as misconduct in a tavern. After some months, Nate and the band went their separate ways. He eventually found himself in Avaleur and low on coin, eager to see what adventure the city could bring.
Nate began to learn swordsmanship under his father's tutelage and actually quite enjoyed it. He excelled quickly and could match his father in terms of strength in no time due to the time he worked in the mill. After some time, Nate took up hunting with the local guild and learned various skills under them. He already knew how to maintain equipment from working in the mill, and he already had the strength and skill with a sword to outmatch any of the lesser swordsman in the guild. However, from them, he learned how to use a bow to some extent, as well as how to prepare the game he killed. Nate also learned the basics of tracking and stealth, as well as how to ride a horse.
At the age of nineteen, Nate and his mother received word that his father had fallen in battle. Outraged by the news, Nate set out to find the killer of his father. He paid the local guild for a horse using the money he had earned from his time in the mill, packed up his sword and bow, and set out. Years passed and eventually Nate's anger and frustration subsided as he traveled. He slowly began to love the nomadic life and simply traveled the world to fulfill a sense of adventure. After he turned twenty, Nate accidentally joined a band of mercenaries after a night of heavy drinking and poor decisions. He quickly grew to love his brothers in arms and traveled with them for some time, often partaking in less than honourable tasks. Nate had joined under a different given name, however. He used his father's name, "Wolfe", and still used the name occasionally when he'd rather not give his mother's given name. He preferred using his father's given name regardless, as he believed that "Nathaniel Wolfe" had a nice ring to it. Petty thievery was common amongst the guild, though Nate never partook in it. It was mostly harmless misdeeds, such as misconduct in a tavern. After some months, Nate and the band went their separate ways. He eventually found himself in Avaleur and low on coin, eager to see what adventure the city could bring.
23/11-
Just arrived in Avelore Avelere Ev... Avaleur! Its bigger than I thought it would be! Tarian seems tired from all the walking, these lands really aren't suited for his breed, so Ill stop by a pul Whoa, nearly ran somebody over there. Seems like people here arent used to seeing one as big as him. Ha! I'll stop by a pub soon and see if I cant get him something to chow on. Maybe theyll have lettuse lettuce or something that he likes. Heard from somebody that horses like carrots or something so maybe Ill try thos- those I should really stop writing on horseback. Oh, theres a pub!
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