Woot! Me and Sofa are in that one. That's pretty sweet. We even tackle you, wow, I didn't see that coming. Anyway, I noticed that you put my weapon as a saber when it is more like a cross between a greatsword and a longsword. Basically, a bastard sword.
My name is Winston, Winston the 4th. I come from a long line of warriors who always led a band of mercenaries. My father, Winston the 3rd, taught me how to use a sword from a tender age, using wooden sticks. I quickly grasped the fundamentals of swordplay. At the age of 12 I received my first real sword. It was light, easy to use with one hand and sharp. I grew stronger and more adept in the ways of the sword everyday. At the age of 14 I was trained enough to be part of my fathers mercenaries. I was now a mercenary. I quickly became a leading figure in the band and started to influence the decisions we took. By 15 the only one in the band who could beat me in a duel was my father. One day everything in our band changed for the worst, when my father went out for a walk, I followed him stealthy because he didn't usually walk alone and found that he was going to duel with his former apprentice; a knight in black armour. The black knight slew my father with no mercy. Before my mind processed what had happened, the black knight had already left and I was alone with the corpse of my father. The bands grief was great and we were unsure of ourselves. One day our band was attacked by a group of monstrous demons and we were all slaughtered except for me. Filled with despair, I began my search to avenge my fathers death and the deaths of my friends. I started by following the still fresh tracks of the demons. As I was following their trail, I came upon a a man about my own age. At first I thought he was an enemy and we dueled. He used a pair of deadly crossbows that could kill with ease. I charged him, but had to quickly roll to the side to avoid the bolts. I continued to dodge his bolts and slowly moved in closer, when all of a sudden out of nowhere a group of six demons attacked. We both turned to face them at the same time, realizing that we were actually on the same side. He fired two bolts at them which brought down two of them. The demons then avoided him thinking he was more dangerous, in the process getting close to me. Big mistake for them. I thrust my sword into the one closest to me and quickly chopped off the head of another one. The man shot a final bolt into another demons head. I then charged the final demon. He parried my first two swipes, but then I was too quick for it on my thrid swipe and chopped it clean in half. Me and the man congratulated eachother. I found that his name was Sofawall and we were both tracking the same band of demons. He didn't reveal his reasons and neither did I. We decided it was better if we took them together. After many nights we ventured upon them and slaughtered them all with relative ease. We then decided to part ways. I wandered off in search of the Black Knight, him in search of a tower or something like that. I endured many trials in my wanderings after that and knew this was my purpose, to endure trials and smite down evil as it comes. One day I while I was tracking a particularly annoying group of demons, I almost ran into a man, who I didn't see until I was half a foot away for him, he then proceeded to bring me to my knees and had his sword at my throat before I could even react. He asked me what I was doing. I answered with "I am ridding the world of evil". "Then we have a common goal" he replied. He introduced himself to me and I to him. His name was Thasador Commander of the Assassins serving under the guild called SICK. He invited me to train with the rest of the Assassins and help them to rid the world of evil. I accepted and that is where I am now.
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@Teh, Yea, I get a small part!
We'll start writing it soon.