Age: mid 20's
Race: Human
Titles: none
Give a description of your character:
Ardonin is close to, if not 6 ft. in height. He tends towards dark hair and eyes, but is fair of skin. He is well built, but not a body builder.
Magical Skills:
none
Non-Magical Skills:
Ardonin, while skilled as a blacksmith, has made his living as a general "traveling salesman" for lack of a better way to describe it. He has his wagon drawn by a single horse, and he uses them to travel from town to town mending pots, sharpening knives, and selling/buying small knicknacks.
Character Background:
Born to a blacksmith family, Ardonin was set at an early age t'workin around the forge his father worked. Growing up, he went from student to apprentice, to a full blacksmith himself. Around his 18th year, Ardonin was sent to the nearby city to purchase some supplies for a specal order some merchant had placed with his father. Upon returning, however, he found the village burnt to the ground. Not two stones stood atop one another from the buildings he had once called home.
A week later, after burying those slain and assembling a small cart, he had no choice but to set out into the world. He knows not what befell his village, but suspects magic. The who however, he has no idea...nor any clue where to begin to look.
The years since have been good to Ardonin. He has grown from child to man, spending most of that time alone. Traveling from place to town to city to country he went. Never having much cause to stay in any one place.
But that changed one day as things are prone to do when embarking from a ship t'hawk his wares into a new city, he happened upon a beautiful lass. And, miracle of all miracles, this beautiful lass was looking at him. One meeting was all it took and they've been inseparable ever since. May it forever remain so. Her name is Faith. They now reside at GreyTower.