Man, I’ve been travelling many different worlds, and now here I am.
I guess I should’ve started off with a better intro. Call me Sven. The Mq in my name stands for Monqanut, the place of my birth. This year I turn 19. My dad’s a scientist. My mum remarried some happy therapy guy that’s cringe af. I’m the eldest child in my family. While the rest of my siblings go with my mum, I stayed with my dad. We come from a family of hunters. I learned to use the rifle when I was 6 and the knowledge of fighting arts system was passed down to me from generation to generation. I sniff out danger, I protect the pack, I fight to exist.
But what the hell does that matter, now I’m just a wandering wolf. Everywhere I go, I’m looking for something cool to do.
So at the beginning of it all (after a really disgusting incident at night involving some bug), I have to choose a faction. I guess, better to be picked up by somebody? Dragon’s too weird for me, Illuminati seemed too dramatic, so I guess I’ll go with the Templars, they seem more straightforward.
Thankfully my face remains the same even after all these world travels hahahaha.
///I’ll post the other stuff later.!