Dyre
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| − | '''Realm''': [[Salamandastron]] | + | '''Original Realm''': [[Salamandastron]] |
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| − | '''Weapon Preference:''' | + | '''Position:''' Fighter of [[Stygia]] |
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| + | '''Weapon Preference:''' Sword and board, working on spear, flo and single blue | ||
'''History:''' To be written. <blockquote> ''"Were the Fates kinder to the perfidious clump of fur that is now known as 'Dyre,' then this destitute peasant girl would have uneventfully died in the same bed of soil in which she sweat and toiled (and was probably conceived), as would befit a member of her station. This eventuality would be shattered when she and her family were savaged by something other than homeliness on a night bathed in the leer of a yellowed, full moon, or so the peasant's drinking story goes. While the gore-splattered remains of her parents were found partially buried in fifteen spots around Bridgehaven throughout the next week, the nameless little girl wasn't seen again. Then, several winters later, reports of a young woman, strong beyond her stature, breaking apart chicken coops and devouring the poultry whole, began accumulating over the countryside. The few armed bands of yeomanry sent after this most annoying lycantherope have either come back eluded, or haven't come back at all. Worse yet, if the mead-addled stammers of the peasantry are to be believed, Dyre has been seen picking at the corpses left behind in raids lead by the sea-troll [[Vek]]. While this may explain how a little girl matured into adulthood in the horror infested forests of Salamandastron, the idea of a confused Sea-Troll and a quixotic Werewolf fighting in concert would require strong disciplinary action to prevent mass panic amongst the peasantry."''</blockquote> | '''History:''' To be written. <blockquote> ''"Were the Fates kinder to the perfidious clump of fur that is now known as 'Dyre,' then this destitute peasant girl would have uneventfully died in the same bed of soil in which she sweat and toiled (and was probably conceived), as would befit a member of her station. This eventuality would be shattered when she and her family were savaged by something other than homeliness on a night bathed in the leer of a yellowed, full moon, or so the peasant's drinking story goes. While the gore-splattered remains of her parents were found partially buried in fifteen spots around Bridgehaven throughout the next week, the nameless little girl wasn't seen again. Then, several winters later, reports of a young woman, strong beyond her stature, breaking apart chicken coops and devouring the poultry whole, began accumulating over the countryside. The few armed bands of yeomanry sent after this most annoying lycantherope have either come back eluded, or haven't come back at all. Worse yet, if the mead-addled stammers of the peasantry are to be believed, Dyre has been seen picking at the corpses left behind in raids lead by the sea-troll [[Vek]]. While this may explain how a little girl matured into adulthood in the horror infested forests of Salamandastron, the idea of a confused Sea-Troll and a quixotic Werewolf fighting in concert would require strong disciplinary action to prevent mass panic amongst the peasantry."''</blockquote> | ||
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| − | Chaos Wars | + | Chaos Wars, XV 2011, XVI 2012 |
Weddegeddon, 2011 | Weddegeddon, 2011 | ||
Revision as of 01:11, 3 September 2012
Original Realm: Salamandastron
Current Realm: Stygia
Position: Fighter of Stygia
Weapon Preference: Sword and board, working on spear, flo and single blue
History: To be written."Were the Fates kinder to the perfidious clump of fur that is now known as 'Dyre,' then this destitute peasant girl would have uneventfully died in the same bed of soil in which she sweat and toiled (and was probably conceived), as would befit a member of her station. This eventuality would be shattered when she and her family were savaged by something other than homeliness on a night bathed in the leer of a yellowed, full moon, or so the peasant's drinking story goes. While the gore-splattered remains of her parents were found partially buried in fifteen spots around Bridgehaven throughout the next week, the nameless little girl wasn't seen again. Then, several winters later, reports of a young woman, strong beyond her stature, breaking apart chicken coops and devouring the poultry whole, began accumulating over the countryside. The few armed bands of yeomanry sent after this most annoying lycantherope have either come back eluded, or haven't come back at all. Worse yet, if the mead-addled stammers of the peasantry are to be believed, Dyre has been seen picking at the corpses left behind in raids lead by the sea-troll Vek. While this may explain how a little girl matured into adulthood in the horror infested forests of Salamandastron, the idea of a confused Sea-Troll and a quixotic Werewolf fighting in concert would require strong disciplinary action to prevent mass panic amongst the peasantry."
~Sieglatan
Events Attended:
Battle for the Ring, 2010, 2011, 2012
SKBC, 2010
War of Silica Vale, 2010, 2011
Battle of Andor, 2011, 2012
Battle of Sword Coast, 2011
Chaos Wars, XV 2011, XVI 2012
Weddegeddon, 2011
Samhain, 2011
Kings Tourney, 2011
Thaw Brawl, 2012
Yestare, 2012
