Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-10197675-20130801175527/@comment-16417447-20130824212804

(id love to honestly join you all on this rp but im usually only on the computer during my work shift so it might be spotty when i can post)

Name: Kyil Roqlore

Race: Nord

Gender: Male

Gear: 2x One-Handed Elven Swords and an Elven Bow (also carries two elven daggers hidden in his armor) a set of Dwarven armor (he made himself) with an enchanted copper and Moonstone headband

(not much to say on the back story, will develop as we go)

wolves howled in the distance and the urge to howl back to his feral brothers resonated in Kyil as he walked aimlessly in the woods. He had been lost for a long time but he chose it to be like that ever since he discovered that the wolf side of him was unpredictable and untamable. So Kyil just wandered from town to town, crypt to crypt, looking for a way to control the werewolf when he smelled mortals and a campfire..

Kyil: finally maybe some companions other than Bandits..

Walking towards the fire, he spied three figures talking amongst themselves. Better than to spook them to arms, Kyil hollared out,

Kyil: Hail Friends!..