Post by dragon on Dec 12, 2018 2:54:13 GMT
Barthalamu Riven Timtra, better known to his friends as Dragon or Dragonwarrior, was born in a farmstead outside the village of Karnshaw. His parents were poor, and it was reflected in his upbringing. He learned two lessons well from an early age, 1)Be grateful for what you have, and 2)Learn to make use of anything you find.
Growing up he spent alot of time around animals on the farm, and spent little time learning social niceties. While he knew of town, and even knew a few of the people in the town, they were not part of his day to day life. He was always more comfortable sitting under a tree with his horse beside him than he was wandering around the general store in town.
When he was 14 years old he was required by law to enlist in the town militia and go for training in the castle. While at first he just being given the basic training needed to defend himself from goblins and such that were prevalent in the area, it wasn't long before that changed. His instructors were cross that he routinely slipped away to go sit under a tree and read a book. He likewise wan't fond of the fact that the only books he was able to find were on tactics and the history of war.
Taking this knowledge however he was able to overcome many obstetrical in a manner that his trainers were not expecting. This propelled him up through the ranks quickly, and he was changed into tactics training.
He worked as a tactics annalist, mainly dealing with spies and other threats to the kingdom for 25 years. These times however was not to last, as the world was conquered by a space faring civilization.
While tactics didn't help much against such a technologically disadvantage, his country held out longer than most of the world, his home town however was one of the many casualties of war.
When his country fell he was forced into training in the military of the new order, and again showed remarkable ability to adapt to the situation.
He was however never trusted enough to get back into a role dealing with the tactics of the area. As such he was put in command of a small unit of soldiers. When the god wars broke out his group settled in numbers.
During the war he had the chance to fight with Hestlin on many occasions, and found he liked what was going on.
When the war was over he found his death fighting on the surface of Vrystoria. His soul was intercepted by the gods when he died, and was offered a chance to go back to a simple life and retire from orginized war.
When he found his way back to vrystoria, he found his way to where a small fort he worked out of was located on an island on the edges of the region, and founded his own small homestead. Taking on the name of the fort he once worked out of the area is now his personal farmland, where he can spend days relaxing with the horses he learned to enjoy during his youth.
Growing up he spent alot of time around animals on the farm, and spent little time learning social niceties. While he knew of town, and even knew a few of the people in the town, they were not part of his day to day life. He was always more comfortable sitting under a tree with his horse beside him than he was wandering around the general store in town.
When he was 14 years old he was required by law to enlist in the town militia and go for training in the castle. While at first he just being given the basic training needed to defend himself from goblins and such that were prevalent in the area, it wasn't long before that changed. His instructors were cross that he routinely slipped away to go sit under a tree and read a book. He likewise wan't fond of the fact that the only books he was able to find were on tactics and the history of war.
Taking this knowledge however he was able to overcome many obstetrical in a manner that his trainers were not expecting. This propelled him up through the ranks quickly, and he was changed into tactics training.
He worked as a tactics annalist, mainly dealing with spies and other threats to the kingdom for 25 years. These times however was not to last, as the world was conquered by a space faring civilization.
While tactics didn't help much against such a technologically disadvantage, his country held out longer than most of the world, his home town however was one of the many casualties of war.
When his country fell he was forced into training in the military of the new order, and again showed remarkable ability to adapt to the situation.
He was however never trusted enough to get back into a role dealing with the tactics of the area. As such he was put in command of a small unit of soldiers. When the god wars broke out his group settled in numbers.
During the war he had the chance to fight with Hestlin on many occasions, and found he liked what was going on.
When the war was over he found his death fighting on the surface of Vrystoria. His soul was intercepted by the gods when he died, and was offered a chance to go back to a simple life and retire from orginized war.
When he found his way back to vrystoria, he found his way to where a small fort he worked out of was located on an island on the edges of the region, and founded his own small homestead. Taking on the name of the fort he once worked out of the area is now his personal farmland, where he can spend days relaxing with the horses he learned to enjoy during his youth.