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Norvo created on 18th of January 2022, and is dead and gone (20 years old, 58 hours, 4 months lifetime)

Title: the Grand Master of Seasons
Gender: Male
Level: 50
Class: halfling monk

Background history:

  1. Dreams - posted at 2022-01-19 18:27:25
Norvo, as a Halfling child, was picked on. It wasn't because he was shorter, or fatter, or uglier, or any number of things that one might associate with childhood trauma. No. It was because Norvo dreamed of joining a monastery. The other boys would laugh at Norvo and would point out how absurd it would look for a Halfling child to jump around and kick and punch like one of the famed monks of legend. And so he was told for most of his life. Most of his life, until, that is, he actually did become one. A monk was passing by Norvo's small village when he overheard the boy being picked on and thought it rather ironic that he happened to be passing by at the very moment Norvo would be tormented for his dreams. The monk waited until Norvo was alone. He then approached him and told him he must defend his beliefs and himself if he is ever to fulfill his dreams. Dreams of becoming a monk. Norvo didn't know it at the time, for his was but a child's mind, but in order to fulfill his dreams to become a monk, he would learn to defend himself in the ways of a monk. Thereby fulfilling his dreams without realizing it as he was accomplishing it. Years would pass until the time would come when he would venture forth as his own master. This time, his dreams were bigger than before, his goals lofty with grandeur. He would test himself, and test himself against Serins best. He would do this to fulfill his dreams.


A short, slightly disheveled Halfling is here before you. Large, almond-shaped eyes of a ruddy brown warily peek out from beneath a set of thick and bushy brows. Dark brown hair hangs down haphazardly about his face and shoulders and a simple leather throng holds back the majority in a loose tail. His attire is simple and form fitting, showing off miniature muscles that are more lithe than power. Surprisingly, his hands are gnarled and marked with innumerable scars, the knuckles twisted as if broke one too many times. Tufts of wiry hair can be seen atop his overly large feet which bare the calluses of one who travels frequently.

PK stats:

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

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ranger: 1,

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