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Etsin created on 21st of July 2015, and is dead and gone (18 years old, 33 hours, 2 months lifetime)

Title: the Master of Guile
Gender: Male
Level: 42
Class: avian thief

Background history:

  1. The Way of Things - posted at 2015-07-25 14:39:11
The Way of Things
Etsin was born at the top of Redhorne Mountain, just west of the Dragon Sea. From an early age he was complete alone, for his parents had gone hunting one day and were never to be seen again. Learning to fly proved difficult for Etsin, each attempt would see him bruised and battered from the long fall from high atop his perch. Eventually he learned to utilize his wings, and soon began to increase his hunting grounds for food atop the mountain was scarce. His plans were simple, swoop down on travellers, take what they had, and soar back into the sky. It worked for many years, until he attempted to steal from travellers that he would later learn were not travellers, but pirates. As he came down from the sky, a cry echoed across the temporary encampment and a fishing net was thrown at Etsin, entangling his wings. Shrieking and thrashing, one of the pirates came behind and clubbed him across the head, effectively rendering him unconscious. When he came to, he was shackled and restrained in a cabin upon a ship, staring into the eyes of some female. The woman spoke softly, "You can be useful, your wings grant you flight and already you have started to plunder from unsuspecting foes. We could use you." Etsin, never hearing any language before, simply tilted his head to the side in a questioning manner. Understanding dawned on the female pirate, and she showed him hand signals to help him realize the truth of things, join them or die. It was an easy choice really, Etsin did not want to die and he rather much enjoyed plundering goods. Thus it came to be, he would spend most of his days on the sea and on a ship. Soaring high in the clouds, scouting for enemies and possible plunder, Etsin grew into a fine pirate.


Description:

A figure cloaked in shadows is barely noticeable here. A set of honey coloured eyes observe every minute detail around him with the uncanniness of a bird of prey. A wickedly hooked nose sits above a set of tight pursed lips on an otherwise ordinary face. Hair the colour of a moonless night hangs loosely about his shoulders, framing his narrow face. A pair of dark wings are wrapped about him like a snug cloak, effectively concealing whatever he may be carrying on his person. He is tall and his figure is lean and hard, weather worn over the years. His eyes catch yours for but a moment, and then he is gone.


PK stats:

Kills: 0, Deaths: 1 (Ratio: 0, Efficiency: 0%)
Pinnacle Kills: 0, Pinnacle Deaths: 0 (Ratio: 0:0, Efficiency: 0%)

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