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Eirik the Warrior

I am Eirik. I was given this name because that was my father's name, and his father's before him. I am at the age of 16 or 16 according to the years of man. I am known as "the Warrior" because at just 8 years old I needlessly tried to defend my mother from a demanding lender by wielding a sword I could barely lift off the ground.

I was born Human because my parents, both of them, were Human.

I am 6 feet 2 inches tall and have a distinctly muscular body. I have slightly wavy shoulder-length blonde hair and brown eyes, fair skin and healthy, attractive appearance.

I see myself as someone who seeks to acquire all knowledge within reach. While not particularly gifted in mystical aspects I learned from my mother to respect and seek all sources of wisdom, and such is my aspiration, first beginning as a squire or attendant. In general, I see alliances as necessary steps to acquire better social status and positions of advantage.

I intend to make a name for myself as a recognized warrior and a man of reason and wisdom capable of leadership, to become the next Ruler of Kings. It should be known that I am a person of principle and capable of knowing right from wrong, but who will not hesitate to do what is necessary to survive and achieve his goals. So, I now begin this journey towards a destiny, however ambitious, unknown.

Warrior Eirik

One of my Skills is Card Games and I am very proficient at it..

Eirik the Warrior Post Play & MMORPG RPG Text

A Sentimental Value: Ring, Plain

A small silver ring hanging from the neck by a small but sturdy silver metal chain. The ring is a narrow, plain, flat, silver band, too small to fit perfectly on any of his fingers.

"I still remember the moment when mother died. The smell of the ochre and sweet smell of burnt herbs in the room, her serene, livid face. I took her hand, and involuntarily began to twirl on her annular finger the little ring she used to use to explain to me the cycle of things: how everything ends up coming back, how everything eventually comes to an end, how in every ending is a new beginning. I pulled the ring off gently, as if I could still hurt her if I wasn't careful. Too small for my fingers, I remember thinking, big enough to make me feel I would always take her by my side".

Warrior Eirik

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The cloaked man was trying to be stealthy, yet he had caught Eirik's attention, and it couldn't be a coincidence: he noticed him watching him from the corner of an alley, next to the market, at noon; he was there again when he left the tavern an hour later and now, as he headed towards the Town Hall, there he was a few yards away, trying to pass out of sight.

Eirik was tall and strong but he wasn't sure he could barehandedly take on that guy, it would be safer to face him in a crowded place. He walked down the street approaching the Town Hall so that he reached through a side street to the front door, turned the corner and waited close to the wall for the figure to appear. And so he did. Shorter than Eirik, but stocky and broad-shouldered, dark of hair and complexion, Eirik saw him searching the town square for him.

- You're not too good at this, I guess. Who are you? What do you want from me? -he said to the man.

The man, a bit surprised, turned around with a startled look on his face. He was wearing a hardened leather breastplate and sturdy clothes, a short sword hung sheathed at his waist. Eirik tried to look as confident as he could. After his initial surprise, the man laughed loudly.

- You're like your father, boy -he said, nodding- Taller and less ugly, but undoubtedly his son. A well-groomed dark beard outlined a strong jaw. His cheerful eyes looked at Eirik narrowed. - He made me swear I'd make sure his son was fine, and here I am, answering questions from a six-foot beardless boy. That's life, I guess!

Eirik knows nothing about Viktor, and hardly remembers anything about his father, except that he served in an army. Apparently he has no bad feelings, so he'll at least give him a chance. No help is bad when you can count on it.

Warrior Eirik

While a Bat Swarm may be difficult for some a Bat Swarm is no match for me.

Eirik the Warrior

I have defeated a Dog Rat. Let all know that it be by the mighty hands of Eirik the Warrior.

Eirik Warrior

Kirie Kingdom of Eirik

A kingdom that recognizes merit and personal capacity over blood, that seeks a common good from simplicity and order under the rule of a strong monarch, with no place for idle talk, lies or ambiguity. A kingdom in which honor is measured by the word given, the assumption of responsibilities and sacrifice.

Eirik Warrior Text RPG MMORPG & Play Post

I, Eirik the Warrior, was attacked by a Soldier and was victorious in combat.