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Avero the Knight

Avero as his title suggests is every inch the night.

Standing just over six feet tall with a thin yet muscular body honed from his early years following the schedule his mother laid out.

His hair is the brown of the forest and matches the pelt of the bears that frequented the area.

Since hearing news of his father falling in battle and his mother dying of grief Avero has resolved to improve his standing in the world and bring some measure of security to his life.

His only fear is that after years of following his mother's requests to the letter he may fall prey to the temptations of the big city.

Knight Avero

Advisor Description

Arriving at the town and heading straight for the tavern to purchase a room for the night Avero found him self fave to face with a buxom wench.

She informed him without preamble that she had been an "aquaintance" of his father though Avero preferred not to dwell on what that meant.

She led him through the town pointing out the various merchants and the awkwardness of their meeting began to fade.

As theyade their way to the Palace of Parody Avero found himself admiring his new advisors ample figure and tried to avoid his thoughts turning to unwholesome activities.

With a smile and a sisterly pat on his head the woman passed him a small bag of gold and let him know she would be in touch.

Avero the Knight Post Play & MMORPG RPG Text

The Beauty of Lady Fluke

Fair is our lady

When the world is flipped and turned

Her beauty becomes radiant

When the parody begins

A beauty fairer ne'er has there been

But only whilst we act out our scene

A poem I will write for thee as this is your wish

But do not fret and do not fear

If my mockery thou dost hear.

Knight Avero

Reflections on your mother

Reflections on the Mother.

At the behest of the Dream Whisperer Avero sat down before her and reminisced about his time spent in his villiage with his mother.

Throughout his first sixteen summers he had followed his mothers word as though it was law and as such a deep sense of trust and righteousness in the letter of the law, this reflected itself in his Title and his Aura.

His mother, he reasoned, had sacrificed much of herself to raise and guide him and he was thankful for that, she had helped him grow in knowledge, strength and spirit but despite the rigid way his early years had been structured he was surprised by how mich he missed the quiet times with his mother and father, on the rare times his father returned from a campaign.

He resolved to continue to follow the path that had been set before him and improve his station while aiming to one day rule, but now he felt as though he would not want to rule alone. He wanted someone by his side, he wanted to recapture the sense of family and belonging he had once had.