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Post by 一人で Aldis on Jul 24, 2012 23:14:52 GMT -5
I am Aldis. I used to be a young man simply interested in smithing beautiful things. I foolishly sought out a rumored craftsman who could teach me how to take my art to the next level. So I traveled from my small Nordic village to Japan. I found Muramasa at his home forge and after several weeks convinced him to take me as an apprentice.
The next several years were hell. When I thought of making beautiful things I never imaged i would be trained to make weapons and armor. Muramasa believed that only believed that people who knew the sword as well as they knew their own body could reach the pinnacle of sword smithing. So he made me learn how to fight with one. I didn't want to fight, I had no reason to. I wasn't a killer, nor did I need to defend myself from them. What a fool i was to believe that.
He refused to teach me his craft unless i fought him. For the next couple of years it was fight, smith, sleep , and eat. That was my schedule. He changed me the same way he changed a lump of metal into a beautiful sword.
One day I awoke to find him gone. All of our work was gone as well. Days later i was attacked in the shop. I had stayed to craft some things i would need to defend myself. That choice saved my life. Two men came into the show swords drawn. They came at me with killing intent. I smashed them. Looking back on it... well it was horrible.
I'm not going to lie to you, I was driven mad by that evil man. I have chosen to surround myself with men that have minds just as damaged as my own. It's the only way i can keep myself safe from men who would come after me simply because i was his apprentice.
Muramasa destroyed what I should have become, and then left me to die by the hands of his enemies.
If you want in on my campaign to destroy Muramasa, and end his evil before it spreads then join me in my quest.
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Besides the main game, my character Aldis will be trying to find Muramasa. So far he has no idea where he is. He doesn't know why those men were after him. He has a cat that talks to him, and he's surrounded by lunatic soldiers that adore him for freeing them from the oppressive nuthouse doctors. If you want to help me flesh out this story, or become a part of it, reply here or send me a private message.
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