Post by MerriMekko on Aug 23, 2004 6:52:05 GMT -5
(im abit rusty at this so pls bear with me)
My name is MerriMekko, my past is of no importance to me so i will not bore you with too many details. This much I can say tho is that you will notice I have no last name, this is done because I have left my family due to a disagreement. I come from the town of Freeport, not that i spend much time there. I come from a long line of clerics all of which have gone the path of good. I am the first in my line to go to the darker side of healing. I am the happiest when I'm alone killing all the undead I can find. I knew at a young age that I wasn't going to be happy being faithfull, I was too interested in skeletons and the zombies that roamed near my home.
My outlook on others can be at times cruel, but the moment I see someone in trouble no matter who it is I am running to their aid as fast as I am able. I don't make friends very well but once a person is my friend they are friends for life. It goes the same for anyone who I see as an enemy. I don't forgive as easily as I heal.
I have wandered the world for 35 long years trying to strengthen my powers. I have joined many families and have tried to start a few of my own with no success. Now I have found a family I can tolerate, for now, The house of Desecration is my current home.
I travel with care through towns because of a trip I made to the far north. I had gone to the aid of a small group of travellers fighting a strange looking monster. I learned quite quickly the strange monster was a werewolf and I was bitten. In the end I found myself with a new and strange, but exciting, infection. Now I am blessed with wolf, some call it a curse.
My life consists of three things, finding undead, helping others, and the making of fine jewelry. The first has led me on some exciting adventures to new and strange places. The second, I have to say I help some with reluctance. I have very little patience for some of the ignorance, I have to say I exclude most trolls and ogres on this part, that I have come across in my travels. The third, I have spent a long time trying to master this skill, I have yet to succeed.
I dont stay in one city for very long, for I am always looking for more undead. If you see me in your travels, I am always willing to hear of adventures where the undead are involved, if you have none, stop and say hello anyways. For unless you are undead, I am no real threat to you.
Until our paths cross again, may the blessings of whichever god you worship fall upon you. Many safe, or should I say unsafe because I couldnt save you if all travels were safe, travels to you all.
My name is MerriMekko, my past is of no importance to me so i will not bore you with too many details. This much I can say tho is that you will notice I have no last name, this is done because I have left my family due to a disagreement. I come from the town of Freeport, not that i spend much time there. I come from a long line of clerics all of which have gone the path of good. I am the first in my line to go to the darker side of healing. I am the happiest when I'm alone killing all the undead I can find. I knew at a young age that I wasn't going to be happy being faithfull, I was too interested in skeletons and the zombies that roamed near my home.
My outlook on others can be at times cruel, but the moment I see someone in trouble no matter who it is I am running to their aid as fast as I am able. I don't make friends very well but once a person is my friend they are friends for life. It goes the same for anyone who I see as an enemy. I don't forgive as easily as I heal.
I have wandered the world for 35 long years trying to strengthen my powers. I have joined many families and have tried to start a few of my own with no success. Now I have found a family I can tolerate, for now, The house of Desecration is my current home.
I travel with care through towns because of a trip I made to the far north. I had gone to the aid of a small group of travellers fighting a strange looking monster. I learned quite quickly the strange monster was a werewolf and I was bitten. In the end I found myself with a new and strange, but exciting, infection. Now I am blessed with wolf, some call it a curse.
My life consists of three things, finding undead, helping others, and the making of fine jewelry. The first has led me on some exciting adventures to new and strange places. The second, I have to say I help some with reluctance. I have very little patience for some of the ignorance, I have to say I exclude most trolls and ogres on this part, that I have come across in my travels. The third, I have spent a long time trying to master this skill, I have yet to succeed.
I dont stay in one city for very long, for I am always looking for more undead. If you see me in your travels, I am always willing to hear of adventures where the undead are involved, if you have none, stop and say hello anyways. For unless you are undead, I am no real threat to you.
Until our paths cross again, may the blessings of whichever god you worship fall upon you. Many safe, or should I say unsafe because I couldnt save you if all travels were safe, travels to you all.