Curse

relientK_fan · May 09, 2005, 01:00 AM // 01:00

((My character's basic info is on the RP characters thread. Go there for quick reference.))
Carth stood near the steps to Old Ascalon. His shaggy brown hair was slightly tousled from travel. Carth's eyes burned with fury as he remembered the Searing.

His father and mother's pained screams as they were tortured by Charr. he had vowed he'd destroy the Charr, no matter what.

Carth sighed, and looked around the small yet bustling city. He spotted a small inn, and walked over to it. He opened the door and stepped inside. It was a wooden building, with a bar and tables and people. On the walls were Charr hides, the grim reminders of the war that was waging. He went to the innkeeper and handed him a few coins to cover his room fee. Carth took the key that was given to him and went down a small corridor and opened his room, the last on the left.

He set his backpack on the small single bed, and sat beside it with a sigh. He wore a white longsleeved shirt and brown pants. Carth's backpack held his sword, given to him by his father, and an idol, given to him by his mother. He had just enlisted with the Vanguard, and was now trying to earn monet for Ascalon armor. He currently wore ringmail hauberk, hat, gauntlets, leggings, and boots, in battle, the one's issued to him, but he knew this would not protect him from a Charr's blade adequately.

Carth took a deep breath, and pushed his backpack off the bed. He lied down on the bed, his head resting in his hands. He stared up at the ceiling, then looked to the small wardrobe and mirror, as well as the charr hide on the left wall. He closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.