Name: Mikael Torshield
Age: 18
Race: Human Foreigner
Appearance: Muscular build of average height, has bright blue eyes and dirty blonde hair and white skin.
Class: Fighter
I was born as the youngest of the Torshield family, living a sheltered yet privileged life. I always dreamed of becoming a righteous knight and battling against all that is wrong in the world, yet I was always forced to stay home and was told that I'd be nothing special, but I won't let anyone bind me to this prison of a home. My father was a mercenary but retired after he was the only survivor of a bandit attack. I suppose that's why he decided to force me to stay home, because he couldn't get over his own trauma. "You will not march, you will not fight, and you will not die because of some childish dream of righteousness and adventure", my father told me. I will prove him wrong one day.
I decided that I will not be chained down by his own trauma. I tried telling him that what happened was not his fault and that it had truly just been bad luck. It is not like I am unaware that one day I could face the same fate as his squad. However I am not afraid of death, I am afraid of being forgotten, being trapped, and being someone who can't help deliver justice to the world and make the world just a little more bearable.
I decided that on the night I turned 18 I would sneak out of the house and start my own adventure whether they wanted me to or not, so on the night of my birthday I snuck into my father's armory and took his cherished sallet and his halberd. I always wondered why my father kept these things after all that has happened. After leaving home I took a boat to Amn. Although I knew I would have to fight eventually I wasn't expecting it so soon as our ship was attacked by pirates, but with my father's armor and halberd, I was able to make it out alive in one piece. I only just started my adventure I won't let some lowly pirates take it away from me. I will make a name for myself and I will be remembered.
Age: 18
Race: Human Foreigner
Appearance: Muscular build of average height, has bright blue eyes and dirty blonde hair and white skin.
Class: Fighter
I was born as the youngest of the Torshield family, living a sheltered yet privileged life. I always dreamed of becoming a righteous knight and battling against all that is wrong in the world, yet I was always forced to stay home and was told that I'd be nothing special, but I won't let anyone bind me to this prison of a home. My father was a mercenary but retired after he was the only survivor of a bandit attack. I suppose that's why he decided to force me to stay home, because he couldn't get over his own trauma. "You will not march, you will not fight, and you will not die because of some childish dream of righteousness and adventure", my father told me. I will prove him wrong one day.
I decided that I will not be chained down by his own trauma. I tried telling him that what happened was not his fault and that it had truly just been bad luck. It is not like I am unaware that one day I could face the same fate as his squad. However I am not afraid of death, I am afraid of being forgotten, being trapped, and being someone who can't help deliver justice to the world and make the world just a little more bearable.
I decided that on the night I turned 18 I would sneak out of the house and start my own adventure whether they wanted me to or not, so on the night of my birthday I snuck into my father's armory and took his cherished sallet and his halberd. I always wondered why my father kept these things after all that has happened. After leaving home I took a boat to Amn. Although I knew I would have to fight eventually I wasn't expecting it so soon as our ship was attacked by pirates, but with my father's armor and halberd, I was able to make it out alive in one piece. I only just started my adventure I won't let some lowly pirates take it away from me. I will make a name for myself and I will be remembered.
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