Game biography of the character

But now I somehow did not reach the Neverwinter Online, although I was more like a little online. And today I decided to download and play it. According to the canons of creating a character, about an hour and a half I have gone for everything. At the very last tab, it was necessary to choose a nickname, and there they also offer to write a character's biography. And while I was sitting invented the name of my elf-click, I still decided to print literally a few words in a biography for my character.

But I ran into a problem that turned out to be that at some point I ran out of symbols. Actually, that's why I decided to write a post with a full version of the biography of my character for the game, which I never played. The beginning turned out to be crumpled, but somehow I can’t think about it better now. Then I will probably improve. Well, at the moment with the fox I ran out of the symbols, because of which I had to copy the entire text, transfer to Word.

Then I was a little more distracted, and I have already forgotten the good idea for this moment and the ending, so it turned out how it turned out now for 4 nights.

And so, the biography of the solar elf-click, by the way, is a normal combination for chill, or was it necessary to choose someone else? He had nothing. There was a calm and dimensional life in the village, there lived the easiest and the easiest people who hunted agriculture, hunting, fishing, as well as trading with neighboring settlements and caravans passing by, which were headed to cities and were as rare as rain in the desert in these parts.

Being a young elf, more precisely, a child who did not even know the world around him, he witnessed the beginning of a terrible plague in his village, which raged in the district for a very long time. The little elf was very worried about the patients who for several weeks slowly and painfully dying in the fever when their body rotted from the inside. Wanting at least somehow to help poor people, he began to pray to Ilmater-the god of perseverance and martyrdom, personifying compassion and hope for everyone.

After a few months of the raging plague, when the corpses of the dead were left on the street because of the impossibility of burying or burning them, as people died faster than they managed to remove their bodies, the elf walked along the night street of their small village. There was a full moon, bright moon and stars shone from the sky, illuminating even the darkest corners of the forest, hidden by centuries -old trees with dense foliage.

Among the dead bodies, Little Elf noticed that there was something to move there. Stepping closer, he saw a living person dying in a painful agony. The elf went to the suffering, took his palm with both hands and began to pray. Suddenly, everything around was illuminated by light, and the elf's hands warmed up at the last outburst by the man said: “Thank you in his dead and serene eyes, reflecting the night sky, calmness, relief, gratitude were visible.

Little elf did not save his torment. From that moment, the elf understood his purpose in this world. A few years later, when the plague began to retreat, turning it back. The wooded region in a dying, already adult elf, having experience of healing, he went into a journey to create, study, and, of course, help the suffering. So the novice nameless cleric called himself - Foxy. Traveling for several decades, the elf ended up in Luruar - a country of friendship and security, where it is happy for absolutely everyone - regardless of race and past, but only if the intentions of strangers are pure and noble.

Here, which has already seen many wars, diseases, suffering, deaths, secrets and secrets, the wandering cleric stopped to help all those in need. My sunny elf with my own person at the moment with a fox I wanted to make a hint of the character, without revealing him, but as it was already mentioned above, I forgot, but it could not come up with it. Perhaps I went too far with the "body rotted from the inside", but the same black death is a terrible disease, and I would like to emphasize it.

I am waiting for your opinion about the resulting story by P. and yes, I called the elf Foxy, questions?