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I am a young elven warrior, known as Taerum Shadefellow. My people have set up refuge in a town in the mountains of the eastern lands. My people are no longer as welcome as we used to be, I am tolerated, but not often liked by those not of elf-kind. My family consists of my parents, and a brother and sister. The house of Shadefellow is not a massive organisation, but it runs well enough. For most of my working life I have hunted to provide for my family, mostly under the tuition of my father. However the time has come where I need to go out now, and follow in the footsteps of my father and join the human races in order to get the recognition that I wish the Shadefellow household to achieve, and that which they rightly should. I wish to go out and be one of the best archers across the land. With two of my human friends, Dradick Bro, a warmaster and Erikk Vor an armourer, new to his craft, I joined the Lions Faction on the Isle of Lantia, where a small group of people joined a revolutionary group called The Order of Nemesis, in which I wish to hone my ranged skills. However, much still needs to be done, as the Heartland games approaches. |
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