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12 years ago
((read if you want I did not proof read or spell check this so no comments on that XD, Im no writer just an rper so blah))
A thick fog lay the docks coupled with the fine mist the clung to one's fur in an irritating fashion. A dreary day if there ever was one, then again Bellmount was often in this same state. One was lucky if they even made it to the right ship much worse was if you were trying to charter yourself a way out of this fisherman's town. Weapons, that was Flynn's passion the make and the repair of every type one could possibly imagine. So why was he born to a town that asked him to repair boat part, fish spears, or larger hooks. He was tired of this place and wanted out on the first ship he could hop on. Thing was not many ships came to this town and if the did they stayed because of the fish. It wasn't a trade town so there were never any merchant ships. And the one that had refused the young buck for not having enough money or experience. Flynn was good at what he did, but his lacking in a full racks of horns aka his age worked against him before he could ever prove himself.
Flynn O'Conner was sitting upon an old abandoned barrel watching the comings and goings of the dock. He pulled at a random orange curl that hung looks on his face then any other. He didn't know why he bothered to come here no one was going to ever take him onto their boat and no new ships would be coming any time soon, or so he thought.
A thick fog lay the docks coupled with the fine mist the clung to one's fur in an irritating fashion. A dreary day if there ever was one, then again Bellmount was often in this same state. One was lucky if they even made it to the right ship much worse was if you were trying to charter yourself a way out of this fisherman's town. Weapons, that was Flynn's passion the make and the repair of every type one could possibly imagine. So why was he born to a town that asked him to repair boat part, fish spears, or larger hooks. He was tired of this place and wanted out on the first ship he could hop on. Thing was not many ships came to this town and if the did they stayed because of the fish. It wasn't a trade town so there were never any merchant ships. And the one that had refused the young buck for not having enough money or experience. Flynn was good at what he did, but his lacking in a full racks of horns aka his age worked against him before he could ever prove himself.
Flynn O'Conner was sitting upon an old abandoned barrel watching the comings and goings of the dock. He pulled at a random orange curl that hung looks on his face then any other. He didn't know why he bothered to come here no one was going to ever take him onto their boat and no new ships would be coming any time soon, or so he thought.
=P