Natchdolf

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NATCHDOLF

Titles: Warrior of the Carrion crusade

Fighting Styles: Sword and Board / Red Sword / Florentine

Actual Name: Jason

Gender: Male

Realm: Thunder-Guard

Unit: Carrion crusade

Natchdolf became a Warrior of the Thunder Guard Realm July 2008

Fighter History:

July 2008 Joined Thunder Guard August 2008 Became a Probationer to the Carrion Crusade September 2008 Promoted to Serf within the Carrion Crusade May 2009 Promoted to Warrior within the Carrion Crusade May 2009 Earned the Fighter rank of Lesser Hunter 1st Class

Backstory: ORIGINS

Conceived by Demons in a strike of lightning and raised by Nature itself. I am NATCHDOLF! Immortal by all account with a secret that only the dead whisper.

My earliest memories are those with some of fiercest and battle-hardened Warriors of History. I remember the Tribes of the Norse, Saxons, Celts, Sarmatians and Huns. Barbarians and Vikings all. From them, I learned what it meant to “Live and Die by the Blade”. I have fought countless battles and wars, some lost, many won. Including those with Attila of the Huns. Though, time moved on, land and history changed, and a sense of wanderlust began to set in. Into the ways of Fharlanghn, the God of Travel I took to wondering the World, and I traveled. I found myself in Asia, and into China. There I spent time with Shaolin Monks and in Japan I learned the ways of the Samurai and Bushido. Again, growing restless I set foot back into Europe and found my way into Wallachia at the time Vlad Dracula earned his name the Impaler. Leaving that bloody landscape and about 200 years of travel, I found myself in a New World. I traveled far north in this New World and found a land that I have came to call Home. A land that was named Canada. And there a Realm of interest had risen. The Realm called Thunder Guard was said to have claim to many Brave Warriors. Warriors, that could be compared to those Mighty Barbarians of Old. So, once again, I picked up my sword and I searched for the renowned Warriors of Thunder Guard. To fight along side them, to test their skill and metal.

Backstory: AWAKENING

A grassy hill surrounded by forest and trees, I stand. Its dark as night though it’s barely mid day, the clouds are dark and ominous. Heaven and Hell shout in unison as the earth trembles straight down to its foundations. A storm rages in, rolling thunder and whipping lightning, tearing the land apart. Fire erupts a blazing inferno as bolts of lighting shatter the ground around me. The sky illuminates, showing Demons of Air and Fire. My world turns to a torrent tornado of chaos as the wind howls, the storm strikes and the ground rains down upon me. Out of the chaos, a calming sensation, and I know what I am to do.

In the middle of a crater that was recently a grassy hill, I stand with calm. Merely battered and bruised, where no others would have survived. Not beaten nor broken, I stand defiant and proudly don the colours of the Carrion crusade.