Bio Merse

a man sits here absently flipping a coin, as you take a seat he tells you about himself

I was born in the fair city of Iridine. I've live with my uncle since age five when my parents failed to return from a trip to the Aestavian League. My uncle was a good and learned man, and taught me a great many things while I lived under his roof. He taught me to read and write, when to use my wits rather than my blade. Around my seventh year I ran errands for people of Iridine, though it was mostly shopkeepers, Tavern owners, and occasionally a shadier variety of people My uncle encouraged this saying I would get a close look at the motivations of people. If it was within the walls of Iridine, I knew the best and quickest way there. After doing that for some time I grew bored and worked at crafting from wood. Though I was moderately skilled, I held no love for the work, and turned to something else. grins Tried my hand at harvesting, not bad money in it...but grins not much excitement either. As every Iridinian has I even went so far as to search out vermin in the sewers, but you might say I just didn't have the nose for that type thing.grins During my 12yr year, I decide to see what life was like beyond the walls of Iridne. I travelled the roads, common and uncommon for five years, and saw many wonders like I'd never seen. I saw the snow capped Blackroot Mountains, Cinerian Troops marching along the road to their capital, dark forests with starnge creatures cries heard on the faint winds, a roaming circus with all its brightly colored tents. I was still content with my nomadic lifestyle, but one day I recieved a letter that my uncle was ill, and needed me. So I returned home after all this time. Oh here I've said all this and never introduced myself.. stands and bows

"Merse is the name.. Merse Dodger."

nods to you and takes his seat and returns to flipping his coin