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Tom Dilerd
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Hello! I'm just going to post my character... Aha, here we go..
Name: Tom Dilerd (middle name will be added later)
Race: Human
Age: Ten
Hair: Jet-Black
Height: 4 ft five inches
Eyes: Black.
Bio: My mother’s family was very rich, but they traveled a lot. She, born in Sal Kadedin; her family were ardent users of mana (magic). By Mother grew up, and married a man outside the continent of Ithriya- one of the sailors that journeyed to Vareisia. They married in Filam (my mother married while on a tour to Varesia and the city of Zilth to visit relatives) This man, who hardly had one bit of magic on his blood, abandoned his wife (my mother) after she revealed that she used magic. My mothers family did not pay much attention to El, or God. But anyway, I was born in Til'aren. My mother wished me to become a great user of magic, or at least that's what my guardian told me. My mother died giving birth to me. By the itme I was born my mothers family was dead. I never even met my father- nor do I want to. He was a horrible man, I hear. My godfather, or guardian, soon died, after getting lost in the Calkel mountains. I was kept in Til'aren, in an orphanage. Though many wanted me, I didn't want them. And had plenty of friends anyway- everyone in Til'aren seemed to know and like me. I visited many of my friends homes there, staying for days at a time. But, in my guardians will it said I would attend a School that taught Mana located somewhere north of Til'aren. I wanted to go- For I had become very wearisome of my mountain home, has glorious as it was. I wanted out. Many of my friends were coming to, so I wasn't worried. Though I daresay I would do well without them anyway...
This is where my story begins. I will start threads that anyone else can join. it will be a year before I go to the School. The year is spent in Til'aren. The thread I want will always be in the present age- not during the first War of Darkness or anything like that.
~ Tom Dilerd, a ten year old kid who is ready to get our of Til'aren.
Name: Tom Dilerd (middle name will be added later)
Race: Human
Age: Ten
Hair: Jet-Black
Height: 4 ft five inches
Eyes: Black.
Bio: My mother’s family was very rich, but they traveled a lot. She, born in Sal Kadedin; her family were ardent users of mana (magic). By Mother grew up, and married a man outside the continent of Ithriya- one of the sailors that journeyed to Vareisia. They married in Filam (my mother married while on a tour to Varesia and the city of Zilth to visit relatives) This man, who hardly had one bit of magic on his blood, abandoned his wife (my mother) after she revealed that she used magic. My mothers family did not pay much attention to El, or God. But anyway, I was born in Til'aren. My mother wished me to become a great user of magic, or at least that's what my guardian told me. My mother died giving birth to me. By the itme I was born my mothers family was dead. I never even met my father- nor do I want to. He was a horrible man, I hear. My godfather, or guardian, soon died, after getting lost in the Calkel mountains. I was kept in Til'aren, in an orphanage. Though many wanted me, I didn't want them. And had plenty of friends anyway- everyone in Til'aren seemed to know and like me. I visited many of my friends homes there, staying for days at a time. But, in my guardians will it said I would attend a School that taught Mana located somewhere north of Til'aren. I wanted to go- For I had become very wearisome of my mountain home, has glorious as it was. I wanted out. Many of my friends were coming to, so I wasn't worried. Though I daresay I would do well without them anyway...
This is where my story begins. I will start threads that anyone else can join. it will be a year before I go to the School. The year is spent in Til'aren. The thread I want will always be in the present age- not during the first War of Darkness or anything like that.
~ Tom Dilerd, a ten year old kid who is ready to get our of Til'aren.
