William
Myrmidon
Posts: 1
Affinity: Thunder
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Post by William on Feb 26, 2016 2:20:18 GMT -6
William decides to leave the village he lived his whole life to better his swordmanship. As he leaves the village he sees a traveling merchant and asks for a ride from the merchant , the merchant agrees and william gets on the back of the cart. he puts his bag that is filled with consumables next to him his black cloak. fluttering with the strong winds . It does not take them long to reach the next village . The merchant stops his cart near to a shop , William hops of the cart with his bag resting it over his shoulders . He sees a pub in front of him and decides to enter .
He opens the door as some people stop their conversation to look at the new comer . This wasn't Williams first time , but it still some how felt different . Maybe because this is his first time since he started his hopefully long journey . He then smiles and proceeds to walk inside and sit near the bar tender , ordering a small drink he looks to his left and right and sees some individuals who like they are experienced
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