DrFishman8373

Overview
Dr Fish, nicked "The Heretic" Is a Leveros and Aldovirian citizen.



Younger Years
Not much is known about my years as a child (Mostly because i'm to lazy to put actuall detail into anything.) Mostly, My time was spent in NotVenice Selling things and gathering, and mining. Eventually, I'd end up moving to multiple different towns to work on buildings.

My Commision
Turns out, I was about to be commisioned into an operation to get cash, by a "buissness man." I forget the name of the fellow, but the warehouse looked hidious. I got my pay and in a few weeks we tore it down for something else.

Moving North a bit, My next commision was at the town of Sentinel, A viking esc village. I was tasked to help in the creation of the village, but this was a quick job.

as I aged, I sought new adventure, so I started a trek

The Creation of my town, Caeserenne
I moved north, maybe east a bit, till I made it to central Aldovir. This is where I found Lirgal. I did not join that town, for reasons I will not say (Nothing too bad), but I was directed to a fellow named Drach. He said that if I made a town, he would give me the cash to run it, so I accepted. Caeserenne Is now currently a quaint little "town" housing 4 individuals.

The Heresy
At this point in time, I had one religon, Potatoism. I decided to change ideals, different from everybody around my person. I was tempted to join Aegmertism, as it was another local religon in Aldovir. I thought about it, believing no religon was truly right. It all started when I trampled the crop in a church of the holy potato, and things went south fast. This dubbed me the name "The Heretic." Deosnt help that I would move from Frostmarch in the coming weeks.

Moving on
My Final Frostmarch commision was a Hobbit Hole build contest. Leveros came in, just clowning around. No killing, just making there way over and doing things. They escorted me to their land, where I saw what they have built in the coming months. I felt respected. I grew tired of Frostmarch every minute. The next day, I traveled to leveros on foot, joining their ranks. I would then be escorted to my home town so I could take all my things without getting slaughtered by the citizens. That was the day, I truly felt like I belonged in Rathnir. I knew that Leveros was a good place for me.

editor note
oh god I put too much work into this. "oh my goodness a rathir sob story" I know, I know, but that just goes to show how bad frostmarch was to me, and some of the other citizens. If I somehow get fanboyed or something dont take frostmarch as some EVIL TYRANT THAT NEEDS TO BE STOPPED OOOOOOOOO, just take it as some country who didnt treat some people right.