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Old 10-22-2006, 05:13 PM   #143
Rune Son of Bjarne
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NAME: Erling

AGE:
36

RACE:
Men, of the Ulfing People

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: A short standard sword, small wooden shield and a short-bow (mostly used for hunting)

APPEARANCE: 1.69 meters high, have broad shoulders and his back is a bit crooked. He has a small face, brown eyes and thick hair that is black as coal. All of his clothes are woollen with out any specific colour(stained with different earth-colours by long intense use) , he wears the same 2 sets of clothes until they fall apart. He owns a chain mail, but only wear it the few times he has been to war.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: A down to earth man, a pessant, he takes pride in his work and it is what he really want to do without any disturbances. He can see the need for war and can fight, but he does not hail it. He is not easily fooled and even though he would never be considered wise he has his own kind of wisdom. (Butterburryish one might call it). He is somewhat of a loner, who does not socialise much, not that he does not like the company of others, but he treasure long periods of solitude.

HISTORY: He was raised into a family of farmers and was thought the crafts of farming at a very young age by his father. His up-bringing was tough, but not with out love. He had to work hard each day with his father and was punished when he made a mistake, but his progress was also recognised and awarded. Both mother and father died when he was 20 from an unknown disease and he has been living alone ever since. He has a few distant relatives, but has not had any real contact with them for years.


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Erling’s hair flowed in the wind as he and his hunting companions walked home from their successful hunt.

They were quiet as they walked along. Not an awkward silence at all. It was just that they did not need to talk much; they never did. There them, which enabled them to enjoy socializing in silence as much as if they were merrily drinking and singing together.

For Erling there was nothing as good at these kinds of hunts, they left him with a splendid feeling of happiness. Not even the feeling of accomplishment after a successful harvest could satisfy Erling as much.

The small company approached their destination point, a nice little house, Grimr’s home. Erling knew from previous experiences that it was a friendly house, a bit too noisy and lively, but cozy and friendly. As they drew nearer to the house Erling for some reason started to pick up pace, as if the hunt had made him long for such homely coziness.

As they stood at the front of the house, a fair bit of movement could be heard through the door. “By the sound of it, our arrival has not gone unnoticed,” Erling said with a smile upon his lips. It was impossible to tell whether Grimr had heard him or not. For in two steps Grimr had opened the door and gone in.

“Let the young fellows take care of our prizes, Erling! Come and have a cup of ale with us!” came Grimr’s call to him from within the house. After leaving his share of the hunting “spoils” with the twins, Erling went in. He greeted Granny with a smile and a deep bow and took the large cup of ale offered him.


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