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Tbore Rydel

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a character in “Escape from Valor Glade City”, as played by Ken Shiro

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Name: Tbore Rydel
Age: 19
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Likes:
+ Weapons
+ Fighting
+ Having fun
+ Women
+ Animals

Dislikes:
- Working
- The cold
- Flying
- Staying still

Hobbies:
~ Getting drunk
~ Making trouble
~ Working odd jobs (Usually bounties or protection details)
~ Bettering his swordplay and marksmanship

Pets: None officially but always strays wonder around him.

Abilities:
~ Has a natural affinity with animals.
~ Magic linked and sourced with his weapon
~ Extremely gifted with the sword

Weapon: A self made mechanical broadsword gun-blade that's fused with his limited
magic, allowing him total control over every aspect of the weapon.
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Weaknesses:
- Women
- Impatient
- Cocky
- Extreme cold

Strengths:
+ Physical very strong
+ Revered swordsman
+ Confident in everything he dose
+ Incredible endurance

Background: Born and raised in a slums tavern, he grew up seeing the darker the side of people. Witness to countless drunken arguments and brawls at a young age he quickly became jaded. By the time he was twelve he had seen the worst it could offer and was completely unaffected by death and violence. As soon as he was able to work his parents forced him to work behind the bar, during the following years he became a listening ear to a lot of regular patrons and learned from them to see the humor in all the darkness around them. In all the spare time he had he worked on building up his body, and when he first laid hands on an old relic of a sword his father had, it felt right to him. Swordplay became his new passion and he practiced every chance he got, soon discovering he had a small amount of magic that could be used to help him wield the blade. It was during one of his off days when he was out practicing with the sword that during another drunken brawl the bad had gone up in flames, taking his parents with it. But to his own slight surprise he felt no pain or remorse at the loss of his parents, they were not cruel or unkind, he just simply could not care that they were gone. With the small amount of money he got from the bars remains the selling the land he used it all to buy the materials to build a new sword and with the help of a powerful magician was able to fuse his own magic with it. For the last four years he has been a drifter, traveling from city to city taking any job he could to get buy. Tho he tended to lean towards things that would provide entertainment, bounties or anything that promised action.
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So begins...

Tbore Rydel's Story

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I awoke in what only could have been described as a shit hole, the bed was more of a cot, the walls and ceiling were murky and had the promises of mold to come. Besides the 'bed' and a small dresser with two of the three draws broken there was not much else to the room. My head throbbed with a pounding headache and the sun glaring directly into my eyes through a hole in the tattered curtains felt like it was burning my retinas. I pulled my headband down over my eyes and let out a long exasperated sigh. "God dammit..." A small weight on my chest and quiet purring sound made me lift one side of my headband to see its cause. A small dark kitten sat curled up in the center of my chest, it looked up at me and meowed softly. I lowered my hands and scratched under its chin causing it to purr and lean into my hand. "All right then, lets find you some food." I gentle lifted it off me and placed it on the bed while I rose and quickly got myself dressed in my usual attire. I reached under the bed and retrieved my sword, strapping it to my back then quickly checking myself over before picking the kitten up and cradling it one arm.

As I entered the hallway I remembered it was not a hotel I was in but a tavern. Small flickers of last nights drunken escapades returned to me and bought a smile to my lips, but a small meow quickly bought me from my musings and I continued onwards. The bar downstairs was as quiet as you would expect at this time in the morning, so I took a stool at the end of the bar and placed the kitten down on the counter.

The bartender seemed to pay no mind to the cat as he approached and lent one arm of the bar and spoke to me. "What'll ya have?" "A saucer of milk and anything for a headache." The bartender gave me a questioning gaze then looked down at the cat as if only just noticing it, realization dawned on him and he moved off to fulfill the order.

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Character Portrait: Scarlet Web Character Portrait: Maladri Hawksbane Character Portrait: Travis Halloway Character Portrait: Viviane Pole Character Portrait: Tbore Rydel

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".....I um.." Vivi was panicking inside, All of the sudden this girl shows up on a wolf! and now this guy! I'm dead aren't I!! Wait MAYBE THEY"RE PART OF THE RUSSIAN MAFFIA!!!!, Vivi thought as she saw a young girl get kicked out of a shop, she also saw her walk of and hearing her sing made her gain a headache, "I'm gonna go." she said since she did have school and maybe the girl had school to, or went where she went, "I'll see y-ya!" she said waving bye in a fast pace from being nervous and running out of the market and to school,

But that guy was kinda cute.., WAIT WHAT?!?!?Vivi slapped her self and began to blush and run faster.

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Character Portrait: Scarlet Web Character Portrait: Maladri Hawksbane Character Portrait: Travis Halloway Character Portrait: Viviane Pole Character Portrait: Tbore Rydel

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I sat in the dim light of the bar, scratching the kitten behind the ear as I waited for the barmen. Within a couple of minutes he returned, carrying a small saucer of milk and a mug with something unfamiliar in it. He set them down on the and shimmed the saucer over to the cat. The cat quickly turned its attention from me to the milk as I turned mine to the mug before me. I picked up the mug and swirled the liquid around, it was as thick as cream and had a murky brown colour to it, it had no smell to it which I found strange since it looked as if it should smell horrendous. The barmen smiled at he as I raised an eyebrow at him, clearly unimpressed. "My own design that is. Guaranteed to cure any hangover." He put his hands on his hips and stood with pride shining off him. "Looks like something my friend here has coughed up." I said motioning at the cat. The barmen lost his look of pride and gave me a more serious look. I took that as my Que not to antagonize him further and with a deep breath quickly threw back the mugs entire contents. It had no real taste to it which I was grateful of but the effects of it were immediate. My headache instantly lessened and the general grogginess of the morning seemed to evaporate.

Feeling refreshed and ready for another day, I stood up from the bar and reached into my pocket. Pulling out all that was left of my money and finding it just enough to cover the cost of the drink and bed for the night. Dammit, did I really spend it all in one night?! I threw the money onto the counter. "Keep my room for me... And make sure the little one doesn't get stepped on." With a nod of understanding from the barmen I moved out of the tavern, stepping into the light of the morning sun. I looked around to gain my bearings and saw the streets were already packed with people heading too and from the market district. I pulled my headband down a little to shield my eyes from the glaring sun and started heading up the street towards city square.

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Character Portrait: Scarlet Web Character Portrait: Maladri Hawksbane Character Portrait: Travis Halloway Character Portrait: Viviane Pole Character Portrait: Tbore Rydel

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Scarlet saw a man who looked in distress from the sunlight she grabbed a hat that looked about something for his style and gave it to him while blushing from embarrassment and being nervous on not talking to most people and getting to school late, "H-Here you go sir.. It looked like the sun was trying to eat you up so here" She said before looking at her watch, "Oh no! I gotta go! Names Scarlet people call me Scar see you next time!" Scar said running off.

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Character Portrait: Travis Halloway Character Portrait: Viviane Pole Character Portrait: Tbore Rydel

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Travis walked into a small tavern. it smelled like mold and Alchol. It was the worst bar he had been too, and he had visited Peasant bars down south. He seated himself at the end of the counter, and shouted "A whole Bottle of whiskey if you will!"

A bottle slid to him from the other side of the counter and he slid 3 5 dollar bills back. He unscrewed the cap and took a sip "Good..." he said as he got up and left, Bottle in hand.

He took an immediant Right and walked down a long ally way. As he exited, he was stopped by two officers. "Stop."

"Hello Officers" He said as he slowly turned around.
"Whay are you doing carrying a bottle of intoxicating fluids openly?"
"Oh this?"
"Yes, thats two days in prison"
"Im afraid that wont happpen, im an important man, i do as i please"
"Im afraid your coming with us."

Travis noticed how close they still were to the ally way. So as he squated down to set down his whiskey, He rose up, Grabbing his knives, Jabbing them into the necks of the officers and driving them into the allyway before they could react or be noticed.

He layed them down and sighed. He looked around and noticed a dumpster. So he dragged them over and threw them in. he left the allyway, swiping up his whiskey as he did and continued to the lucy.

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Character Portrait: Scarlet Web Character Portrait: Maladri Hawksbane Character Portrait: Travis Halloway Character Portrait: Viviane Pole Character Portrait: Tbore Rydel

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"Errrrr.... Thanks?" I watched the girl 'Scar' run off through the crowd and out of sight. I looked down at the hat she had handed me and turned it round. "Huh, not bad." The brimmed hat was black with a red lining to it that matched my outfit nearly perfectly, with a small smile and spun it over and in one smooth motion whipped it onto my head, making a small adjustment to it so it hid my eyes from the sun. With a quiet chuckle at the odd meeting I set off once again, walking at a casual pace with my back straight, standing tall.

It did not take long to reach the city square and after a quick glace around the area I headed straight to a shady looking building. The small sign hanging above the door labeled it as 'Honest Johns'. A well known establishment where mercenaries, bounty hunters, and any of the like could find work of most types. A central hub of information for underhanded people as long as you knew the right people. A quick glance and nod of recognition to the doorman allowed my entry. The inside was much less dank than the outside suggested, I quickly moved to an empty table in the corner and took a seat, my eyes scanning the room constantly as I waited for my intended employer.

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Character Portrait: Travis Halloway Character Portrait: Viviane Pole Character Portrait: Tbore Rydel

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Viviane felt a hand on her shoulder. "Drinking is a hobby, that i dont have." he said with a chuckle "My crew however, is a different story." he said as he backed two steps up. "Hey, your that girl from the Market?"

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Character Portrait: Travis Halloway Character Portrait: Viviane Pole Character Portrait: Tbore Rydel

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"Y-Yes I am! Don't touch me!" She said quickly pulling up her shirt over her shoulder thinking how it could be a size to big for her. "I think drinking is a stupid Hobby!" she added.