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Woolfs Biography:
I am Woolf McBeast of Clan McBeast, my people are a mountain tribe of fierce warriors. When a boy comes of age in my tribe he is sent out of the village with his fathers weapon to slay a beast and return with its skin. When I was of that age I went forth with my fathers sword and slew a woolf, I took its skin back to my tribe, and on my return the blood of the woolf was used to mark all the warriors and for the first time I was also marked by our shaman with the war stripe of Clan Mcbeast.
Our Clan defied the empire and refused to join em, so they attacked us and burnt down our village and killed my parents. We returned to the remains of the village to lay the bodies to rest, but to our horror a necromancer was raising all the bodies as undead, and we were forced to kill our own zombiefied parents before we dealt a terrible revenge on the necromancer.
Only the young had survived scattered in groups over the lands. At least me an me two brothers Feast and Beast were together, we walked over the mountain and through the hills to arrive at the Valley. We met Gorlan, a great Warrior, and followed him to Orin Rakatha.
We spent some years in the Valley Tower Sectors, however my brothers Feast and Beast became restless sitting by the camp fire, so we gathered some beer and weapons and went to the Tavern. We met a group of Valley members that seemed up for a pint and who said they was goin on patrol. We joined them thinking maybe this was our chance to find a good death in combat.
The next day they taught us the Valley Way which is very similar to Clan ways but with a bit more talking. We found some odd some pieces of paper called Gests that the locals seemed to like, so Feast and Beast went of ta try them on the women, it seemed to work - I haven't seen em since.
I have been away from my Clan for many moons and tha Towers are now my home and I have learnt much about the strange ways of the people of this land, and the Magix they do. With so many different peoples someone is always up fer a fight so me hammer don't get much rest, an the beers alright, I's even learnt to Read n Rite.
Like the Shaman of my tribe I have also met peoples wiv great spiritual strength, an although they cant pick up big rocks with it, the likes of Cirith can come in useful. Some of it must have rubbed of on me coz sometimes I can feel a warm glow inside when I's helpin people. I joined the White Retreat since they gave me a stone to rest me head on, an there aren't any drowsys interferin an makin lots of noise.
Woolf
One of da good guys
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