Ehvarion
Newbie
Hail friends of Sedovia. I am Edarius and I am a human hailing from the Savage Lands. I am on the road to Foxbridge with not but the clothes on my back.
My home in the Savage Lands was destroyed by some powerful warrior clad in obsidian armor whilst bearing a crimson blade. I will never forget the feeling of his fingers around my throat as he hoisted me into the air like I was a mere sack of grain preared to extinguish my life with a death spell I'm sure he believed to be a gift. I would not have survived were it not for a timely rescue by a dwarf and dark elf by the names of Yorig and Evyrid. My story is not one to be fully shared at this time, however, as I have more pressing matters to discuss.
As I draw closer to Foxbridge I hear ever grimmer tidings. I hear of necromancer and hordes of undead laying siege to the town under the leadership of a vampire capable of turning friends into undead servants, minds commanded to assault their former comrades. The closer I get to Foxbridge the more I fear I will arrive to a smoldering ruin not much different than the village I once called home.
I hope to hear good tidings, and should Foxbridge remain a standing against the assaults of the undead I will gladly lend my sword to its defense.
-Edarius
My home in the Savage Lands was destroyed by some powerful warrior clad in obsidian armor whilst bearing a crimson blade. I will never forget the feeling of his fingers around my throat as he hoisted me into the air like I was a mere sack of grain preared to extinguish my life with a death spell I'm sure he believed to be a gift. I would not have survived were it not for a timely rescue by a dwarf and dark elf by the names of Yorig and Evyrid. My story is not one to be fully shared at this time, however, as I have more pressing matters to discuss.
As I draw closer to Foxbridge I hear ever grimmer tidings. I hear of necromancer and hordes of undead laying siege to the town under the leadership of a vampire capable of turning friends into undead servants, minds commanded to assault their former comrades. The closer I get to Foxbridge the more I fear I will arrive to a smoldering ruin not much different than the village I once called home.
I hope to hear good tidings, and should Foxbridge remain a standing against the assaults of the undead I will gladly lend my sword to its defense.
-Edarius
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