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Jonathan Robert "Echoes" King

jrk190

Legend of Altera
Hello world, let me tell you my story.
Name: My birth Name is Jonathan Robert King.
Nickname/Alias: J.K., Jonny, or "Echoes." I will explain.
Age: 17- 21. I'm not sure, my parents were never able to tell me... I judge my age by those around me.
Gender: Male
Race: Human.
Height: I'm roughly 5 feet, and 9 inches tall.
Weight: 130 pounds.
Hair: Brown, with a red tint.
Eyes: Brown, occasional red tint.
Skin: Tan, with few freckles. It is rough, but smooth under my armour.
Identifying Marks: I have a scar on my face from an encounter with a wild creature, an arrow barely missed my face...
Appearance: I'm very quiet, but underneath my armour, is a hardened heart, which was neglected over years of abandonment.
Strengths: I'm great with my long-sword, and have a single ouch to carry items in.
Weaknesses and fears: I have a fear of butterflies, and I just overcame my fear of women, after my mother had been killed and left on top of me...
Religion and cults: I am unaffiliated, for now... I don't know what I am.
Profession: I am a agriculturist, and a builder. I live a humble life now.

When I was around the age of seven, I created a fire on accident. I had dropped a torch on the curtains of my family Manor, and burned the entire town to ash. I was the only survivor. I gathered my items and ran, into the forest. I lived there, killing animals and cutting down trees, until I met an old woman. I was 12 then... She gave me my longbow, and longsword, then brought my town back to life, but I had to submit to another's rule, and give my riches away. Now, the undead wander the new Funera Voca, and I work on it, day and night, to restore my honour. My mother and father were not revived, and the other villagers have left, so I continue to try and gain more friends. I wish to love someone, and hope to marry soon, but no women have been able to move my heart. It's a very sad life, but It is my own fault. I am known as "Echoes", because of the sin which rings through my head.
 

ItsBryton

Lord of Altera
Very nice! I like how you put the town in there :) Also I don't know if this is what you mean but how I interpreted it, that Funer Voca was allready a town till you accidentally burnt it down and that it has now been restoredwith me as The leader? And also you have to get rid of your old house ;)
 
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