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Message: <blockquote data-quote="nerdytenor" data-source="post: 4414041" data-attributes="member: 74526">Oooh oooh - me too, me tooMight be late to the party, but I have a fun concept for a human fighter.Horto Dandorin, a twenty-something human, was raised an orphan in Helen's Reach. Always the class clown, he spent about as much time serving out punishments as studying and attending classes in the school next to the orphanage. One of his particular vices was cards - at one point, he had managed to win most of the (admittedly minimal) belongings of his fellow orphans. When he was a teenager, and about to be released from the orphanage, he was out in the school courtyard playing some gambling game or other. Unbeknownst to him, Martros Berkstrom was watching at a distance, impressed with the youth's cunning. Martros took Horto under his wing, teaching him all about local trade, business, and handling money. Horto soon had more money then he knew what to do with, and ended up spending most of it on drink and women.Eventually, his profligacy with women got him in a bit of trouble, and Martros had to fire him from the trade business. But Martros had grown to love the boy (now a man), and kept him in his employ, using him to collect on debts, track thieves, and guard important shipments around the Reaches. Horto discovered a love for the blade and fighting in general, and served well in his new capacity.Now he can scarcely be seen without a sword on one hip and a flask of ale or something stronger on the other. Feared by some, loved by others, his good humor and loyalty to his friends is unwavering.</blockquote>

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