*Enters* -- An'kor City

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Date Posted: 23:29:48 01/02/03 Thu
Author: Eldric Hollimion
Subject: *Enters*

You see a strangly acting man walk into an'kor, he is clothed in a normal travelers outfit(A shirt, a pair of worn pants, a heavy belt with various pouches, a jacket, a robe, and hiking boots), he has a lute straped on his back and a longsword in his belt. All that he owns looks cheap exept for his lute, and his ale that takes up more than half of his belt, and maybe half of his backpack. His sword looks like a normal longsword, and his pouches that are not filled with ale are filled with trail rations, gold coins, tent spikes, flint and steel, and other various items.
This young half-elven bard falls to the ground, he looks like he is out cold. those who walk near him smell a strong smell of alchohol.
You take one last glance at this drunken bard. His face is more slender than a human but not of an elf, like any other half-elf. His long brown hair in a mess all over his face.
After long time you see his semi-almond shaped eyes suddenly open. He gets up and looks around bluntly, then shrugges and takes out a small flask and stares in amazement.

Name: Eldric Hollimion

Age: 30 for a human

Race: Half-elf

Height: 6'

Weight: 130 lbs.

Personality: He loves to have fun and tries to make everything fun. He loves a good song and a mug(or a keg) of good ale. He tries not to get drunk often but sometimes likes ale a bit to much.(he is the fool)

History: He had a hard life as a child. He worked on a poor farm with a sister, mother , and father, always striving for even a copper piece. Later he came back to his home from a time spent with his realatives and found his farm (and the rest of the small villige) pilleged by a band of orcs. This started his drinking which grew a little as he aged. He neaded money so he started adventuring and found himself here.

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Goes to the blacksmith -- Eldric Hollimion, 19:48:13 01/04/03 Sat
Returns from tthe blacksmith and goes to the western road -- Eldric Hollimion, 19:59:12 01/04/03 Sat