Post by serphant on Apr 17, 2012 19:59:00 GMT -5
IGN: The_Serphant
I am Graylan Thunderstrider, a warrior from the gates of Stonehelm.I have escaped the cold, bony hands of Death many times. And more times to come. My parents... If only i could remember them... Killed by the Plague, never seen again. In the town of Loudwater, I worked with the blacksmith, Garth Klunderhart. I have learned how to craft a fine blade, create armor from the hardest dragon bones of Ashendar. When I was in my younger ages, Loudwater was attacked by horrid ghouls from the Underworld. As I fought, all I could hear was screams and death. I was struck by a skeletal warrior, my blackened armor dented. Blood seeping away from my mouth, I fainted. And now, my only wish, is to destroy the Plague.
I am Graylan Thunderstrider, a warrior from the gates of Stonehelm.I have escaped the cold, bony hands of Death many times. And more times to come. My parents... If only i could remember them... Killed by the Plague, never seen again. In the town of Loudwater, I worked with the blacksmith, Garth Klunderhart. I have learned how to craft a fine blade, create armor from the hardest dragon bones of Ashendar. When I was in my younger ages, Loudwater was attacked by horrid ghouls from the Underworld. As I fought, all I could hear was screams and death. I was struck by a skeletal warrior, my blackened armor dented. Blood seeping away from my mouth, I fainted. And now, my only wish, is to destroy the Plague.
