I am Claudeia, I was given this name because it was the name of a saint that protected my birth village. I am known as the wanderer because I've not yet found my place in the world since my mother died and I left town.
I stand 5 feet 7 inches tall with fit body. I have light blonde hair and blue eyes. I have pale skill and kind appearance, I tend to leave a mark where I leave.
I see myself one who follows principles, not rules.
I tend to follow fighters or knights under oath.
I want to achieve a standard traveling party by starting a trade in traveling gear. Alliances are needed when you want to achieve something in your life.
I intend to gain knowledge of as many towns and people as possible, through people and words of achievements I will gain renown in order to become ruler of kings.
Now my path starts toward the city, starting my trade and settling down.
Advisor Description
At the end of a dreary day, I managed to get to the outskirts of the town before sundown.
At the gates, I was halted by some guards, they asked for my papers, I obliged.
I inquired for directions in the town for a place to sleep and eat.
The captain of the guard approached me the next morning, inquiring me on my papers again.
Though a bit confused, I obliged again. He looked them over and scanned my face.
"I'm an acquantance of your father. He's a good man. Any help I can give, guidance, the lot."
I thanked him and asked him where I might look for available work, and he pointed me to the business district.
I felt enriched by meeting him and think I can rely on him for some time to come.
Most handsome gentleman of Claudeia
A strong sturdy outside look, though kindness inhabit his warm coloured hazel eyes.
I saw him helping the helpless in my hometown one day, I'm qutie sure he's a wanderer as well.
He let his urgencies go to naught to tend to others and with the kindest of smiles.
My heart pounded at the thought of even talking to him or keep him from his duties, but tried to anyway.
The moment I approached I could feel my skin turn red with anticipation and as I neared him he looked at me. I swooned. He greeted me with a low comforting voice: "How fare thee today m'lady?"
I could mere utter the words: "I fare fine, and thee?" to which he responded "I fare as well as the weather, though dreary today, thine appearance seems to make that weather matter not."
Fluttered by his kind words I had to ask him his name, which he gave me.
Thobolt, he said with a smile and I gave him my name.
The next day I tried to look for him again, but he had wandered elsewhere.
Saddened by this, I resumed my daily tasks for the day.
I am still hoping to recieve a letter of sorts, a way of trying to contact me.
But time has passed since that day and I have merely forgotten about him, until this day, and I am once again fluttered by the words he said long ago.