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This month's Quote was chosen by: LadyTwi

" "Oh, that?" Chazz interrupted as he grabbed a slice of pie. "Haha, you really don't get it? Well that's pretty funny... hahaha... Okay, here's the deal. He wasn't a rogue, all right? I'm serious. He thought you were some cute little chick and he wanted to touch you. Sexually." He laughed again. "You gotta know what that means!" "

Posted by Kiseki in the Miletus Roleplay

January's winner is... Red !!

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Spoiler:

Name: Sören Sjodin

Age: 54

Gender: Male

Alignment: Neutral Good

Personality: Stern and thoughtful. He is very private, and prefers to keep to himself and avoid humanity when he can.

Skills: Cold weather survivalism, hunting, fishing, and leatherworking.

Weapon(s): Spear

Magic (if any): N/A

Back Story:

I was born far up in the icy Northlands, where my family were the only other humans I would see for many moons at a time. I heard my father and mother once lived further down south, at the edge of human civilization, before the icelands, but they left for reasons unknown. All I know is asking about it would lead to silence the rest of the night from them both.

When I was younger, this meant nothing to me, and I was content to leave them their secrets and stay living up with my brothers and sisters. But life was lonely and harsh, and I entreated their leave to go further down south in search of another human settlement. I was an adult, and yet, they forbade me! As if I was still a child to them. Angered, I left in the night, and my younger brother Dag joined me.

When we came down from the icelands, we found a human settlement, the last one in the far North, and there we made a life for ourselves. It was there I met Ebba, fell in love, had a son Elias.

There was a legend, in that town, of two sorceresses, sisters, who lived in the caverns by the fjord. Many a year ago they held the land in terror, until they were driven back by a man and his warrior bride. The younger sister perished by the sword, and the elder, stronger sister survived, retreating into hiding. It is said she made a vow, that should she encounter any of their bloodline, she would take from them the one they loved most, much as her sister was taken from her.

I thought it was but a legend, until the year Elias turned fourteen, barely a man. A cloud fell over the village at the edge of the …

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