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January 15, 2006, 2:20 pm

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Sayth is a halfling born in a poor home. He’s quick with great agility, and speed. Though he lacks knowlege but he is always willing to learn somthing new.

Special Equipment:

Sayth carries a poisoned dagger, and a hand crossbow that he stole from a wanderer.


Sayth is caucasion, with golden brown hair that is always matted with sweat. He has deep black eyes, so deep that you canoot see his pupils. He wears ragged cloths that reflect that he is poor, and he has worn out shoes.


Born into a poor family, sayth, is young halfling that is forced to steal for a living. His only friend and companion is Psy, a rat that Sayth grew up with. The young man was orphaned at a young age, so young that he shant remember it. He only remembers the face of his beatiful mother.

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A collision.
“sorry sir”
“Watch where your going!”
“I try sir” a halfling said, trying to regain his composure. The man left the young man to be and continued in the busy streets. The young man slid the wallet that he’d just snached, and stuck it in his pocket, all the while looking to make sure nobody had seen. But somebody had…

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October 15, 2003, 22:15
I don't think it has enough detail.
I did like the "I try, sir" at the end. I though that was clever.
Voted KendraHeart
December 31, 2005, 17:19

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