The Ark Prophecies: Emerald
Post by Bjorn on Mar 27, 2019 0:24:10 GMT
 The Basics; Your Username: Bjorn, Bjorn, Character Name: Bjorn Magnus Wulf (Bjorn) Assigned Gender: Male Identifies as: Male Preferred Pronouns: Age: 29 Sexuality: Hetero Appearance; Height: 5'5 , 165 cm Weight: 165 , 75 kg Body Type: Athletic Skills; Fighter From seven winters of age I participate in melee combat training. Survivalist After the raid on our village, I was all alone and had to both use what I learned and learn how to survive on my own in the nature. Fisher One dark rainy night I saw a fire in the distans so I left my shelter to take a look, There I found a farm where they took me in and learned me how to sail and fish for food. Pros And Cons; PRO[+/-] Confident. From surviving on my own as well with my training in younger days, I wont get scared that easily. PRO[+/-] Emotionally stable, In the wilderness you can't be emotional. PRO[+/-] Explorer. Finds joy in exploring. CON[+/-] Introverted, Needs rest and time alone after a bigger gathering. CON[+/-] Mistrust. Before the raid we took in a couple to the village, The couple wore torn rags and looked like they been abused, They told us that they got robbed a day ago and beaten as well lost their child in the process, The same night the village was on fire. CON[+/-] Free spirited. likes to help out, but don't get used to it. They told me that I was a little trouble as a child. Pet; none. History; |
| I was born into a Norse village in the land of Scaninavia were I was taught the ways of a viking warrior. The land was peaceful and I grew in a happy childhood with friends and family after about thirteen winters the village was in flames, A warring tribe of bandits whom we been in struggle with had manage to get through our defenses, somehow.. and yet I survived, I woke up a night from some noises outside yet I found my self tired from the days hard work and fell asleep, suddenly I hear metal sounds banging, Again and again as well as screams along with the smell of smoke. I rushed outside with my sword to see if I could do some good, But ran without to look and fell from something on the ground and hit my head from the fall, All went black for a while, I woke up to turn on my back and noticed it was morning I felt cold and wet, (probably from the morning dew, I though) I was wrong. I had fallen over a body, After I calm down I started to search for anyone, Anyone at all but it was in vain. so I gathered all the things that I could carry to look for help and a warning for anyone that would listen. I wondered for days, Weeks and survived from the way I was taught as well as I watch animals and tested some tricks on my own. My luck began to turn, none of my traps would work and the winter was not far behind. I ate my last piece of food a week ago and the hunger started to grab hold, So there I was starving in a cold autumn night in my thatch shelter and the rain would not stop. I told myself, there must be something outside for me to eat, So I made a small piece of thatch in an effort to protect myself at least from some of the rain. It felt like hours as I was fighting for my life in the autumn storm and the wind took the puny thatch piece some time ago and for ever minute I only felt more colder. I was to give up as I though I had got hallucination, I saw a light, a tiny light in the distance and with each step it grew. I started to loose my footing as I noticed a house in front of me, then the feeling kicked in that it was real, I ran as fast as my legs could hold me, I banged on the door and screamed that I needed help but in the moment as the door opened I feinted. The following years I spent with a a small farm family, where they taught me how to build and sail with boat also how to fish with tools to never go hungry again. Years passed a yearning feeling started to isch and for some reason I started to walk and spend time at the ocean. Additional Image References   |
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