Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5426290-20160125134959/@comment-5426290-20160206141903

The bear-made-man stood up and grabbed a tiny pebble from the ground, carving a circle with a few spikes out of it on the ground, then drew a multitude of squares inside it. He then drew a few arrows pointing at and away from the whole thing. "Veren is.. It is a small town near the border. The land to which it belongs to and the neighboring country are always at war. And even ithin our land itself there are many civil wars. As such our town has a long history of being invaded, taken over, retaken and invaded again to the point that nobody is sure who even owns it. It was alright."

He placed the pebble on one of the squares. "Me and my brother lived here for our youth till he was killed by a deserting soldier. Before that happened we where alright. Plenty of food being brought along each time new soldiers ransacked the place and always new men and women seeking entertainment before the next battle."

The man let out a burly chuckle. "It was home alright, couldn't have had a better place to train yourself to be a warrior."