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Intro
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Ho there, travelers! Welcome and feel free to look around. Forsyte Bladepaw: swordbeast, philosopher, devoted friend, and writer, is at your service.
Basic InfoEdit
Place of Origin: Southeast
Species: Badger
Gender: Male
Weapons: Custom Short Sabre(strapped to the back), two push knives(sheathed on both thighs), a leaf-bladed fighting knife(hung from the right side of the waist), and a side sword with a red pommel stone (hung from left side of the waist)
BackgroundEdit
Hailing from the lands of the Southeast, he has practiced the sword ever since he received a small double-edge single-hand broadsword as a young cub. Along with his blade skills, he became the student of a venerable hare who was willing to teach the badger the hares' art of kick-boxing along with traditional. When old enough, he learned the art of forging, like all warrior badgers will. From his forges came some of the best blades in his area: short swords, long swords, sabers, daggers, and knives. All of them were folded steel, and lasted the life of even the oldest beast.
When the warrior's urge urged his soul to questing, he brought with him his favorite 4 blades: a short sabre, a pair of huge push knives, and a leaf-bladed fighting knife. When he arrived at Salamandastron, he forged a side sword, with a cross-guard/D-grip handle and red pommel stone, which became his primary weapon of choice. With these, and the lessons of freedom, honor, and bravery he learned from his parents, his ire became feared among vermin. But he is not without a softer side devoted to poetry and writing. Though not afraid to fight the good fight, peace is all he longs for.
Behind the fur and steelEdit
I'm 20, and simply trying to get my life together. I have only one brother and sister, but the pair are worth 10 shrews. I prefer the mountains and nature, but I like being around people. I do practice the sword, like my persona, and will do whatever means are within my power to save those in need. Because of financial problems, I've had to teach myself the blade, which has worked better than I thought. And because of that, I've had to create my own wooden swords, some of them replicas of the many sword designs I have drawn.
Wherever I am meant to go in life, I will do my best to walk down that path. That seems to be the inevitable destiny of any warrior, whether in medieval or modern days.