The Tale of a "Prince"
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Ever since Elrian became a ranger, his parents have outcast him. They say he has forsaken there "noble" family name. Being fed up with his parents horrid greed he came to Narfell. The "Prince" now joins Narfell in it's entirety, and as he adjusts to the wilderness living he begins to love it even more. After all, whats so great about sitting on your arse all day, counting profits, and taking credit for what others did?
_"Open the gates!" screamed Elrian as he approached Jiydd. A large worg was on his tail, its jaws nearly grasping his leg. "Open the damn gates!" he shouted once again.
Bugbottom, the half orc that was supposed to be watching the East Road, had been sleeping on the job. He snapped to attention, and realizing that the man was two feet away from shear death, pulled out his crossbow and shot the worg through his left leg.
Seeing that the worg was wounded, Elrian turned around to face the worg. A brutal leg wound was not enough to stop a beast as mighty as this worg. He lunged at Elrian, but Elrian dodged the dripping fangs. He jumped onto the back of the worg and took out his sword. The worg violenty jumped around, trying to shake him off. He summoned the courage to lift his sword into the air; then thrust it into the back of the worg.
Hearing all of the commotion, Nathander Steel was on his way to check things out. He arrived to find Elrian underneath the corspe of a worg. He helped him up, then went off to scold Bugbottom for sleeping on the job.
Elrian had had enough commotion for one day. He headed to the Regal Whore Inn, ready to start life in this dangerous, strange, new land._
Character name-Prince Elrian
Account name- French Freid
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