The scribe I worked for taught me how to copy various writing styles, and I learned to make beautiful pictures for the tomes I helped craft. I also read a lot of obscure books while reproducing them.
(Willpower +3, Body -7, Geography +15, History +15, Arcana +15, Religion +10, Warcraft 5 and Gold +40)
When I was fourteen, Gilda Wunderbar the bully and some of her friends cornered me in an alley. I had thought that now that I was a scribe, these types of things wouldn't happen. Gilda Wunderbar didn't see it that way.
1) I stood up for myself and fought them off. (Needs 30 Fighting and 30 Body)I talked them out of it. (Needs 35 Personality)2) Remember that dog I helped? He came back and helped me fight them off.
3) I got beaten up badly that day, but I vowed to get my revenge in the future.Gorl Rockeater, a troll scribe.
Age: 14
Good: 52%
Evil: 48%
Body: 38%
Personality: 6%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 0%
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 40%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 15%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 10%
Economics: 5%
Fighting: 35%
Geography: 15%
History: 15%
Nature: 7%
Religion: 15%
Smithing: 0%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 5%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: None
- My mean parents.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighters Guild: 0
Gold: 100
INVENTORY:
Nothing.