Amontus

Information

Player: Amontus

Character Full Name: Amontus Ashdown

Character In-Game Name: Amontus

Nickname(s):

Association(s): His clients

Race: Human

Class: Warrior

Age: 36

Sex: Male

Hair: Dirty brown

Eyes: Blue-gray

Weight: 180lbs

Height: 6'2

Alignment: Neautral

Appearance

Ussaly something concealing his heavy plate underneath and his head with rather large shoulder plate. Carrys two large weapons. Always haveing a throwing axe handy.

Personality

Hes ussaly quite when it comes to mingling. The only way to get his full attention is with job that offers a handsome reward, and if he doesn't get his reward there might be death to pay. Hes also rather witty and bright.

History

Growing up as an only child of a very poor family. Amontus and his mother lived in a very small house within stormwind with many other families. Amontus and his mother were very close, his father seemed to always be away on "bussiness" for days, weeks, even sometimes mothers on end. Amontus never knew what his father did, nor did his mother, atleast thats what she told him. He offten woundered what his father did but he was only a child.

Amontus grew and so did his curiosity for his fathers wearabouts. But still amountus pushed it aside... He became quite the student and was undertaking the art of swordsmanship after school from a retired soldier who lived nearby. Amontus quickly became an adept of the sword.

One dark night a man came to his door, his mother answered and began to try. Amontus went over to comfort his mother, she sat him down and told him his father had past away. His eyes swelled with tears as he held his head. It was a sorrowful night indeed.

It had been a year since his fathers death. His mother had become very ill. Amontus had just come back from practicing at the training dummies. He noticed his mother was missing, and a note on his pillow. "Dear Amontus" He turned over the letter and it read....

Your mother had passed away eariler today, We've done all we could but the illness had taken over. Im very sorry.

Amontus dropped to his nees, his spirt broken.

He when to lay down and as he ran his hand underneath his pillow he felt an object. Amontus pulled it out, it was locked wraped in a note. He opened the locket and there was a picture of his mother and father hold him as a baby. A tear fell from his eye as he grined. He opend the note.

Amontus if you are reading this then I have past away. Your father and I loved you very much and we would never want any harm to come to you, your father had given is life to protect you and I. But I can't keep this from you anymore. Your father had been envoled in a mercenary guild as was his father, and his father befor that. Leaveing when ever a job came up. But like his fathers befor him, the job ultimately resulted in his demise. Im sorry that we didn't tell you sooner, but it was for your own safety. -Love your Mother

Amontus placed the note down and something shiney caught his eye in the hole where he had plyed up the plank. A gold ring, with "Ashdown" scribed on it. Amontus rose, placed the ring on his finger and walk for the door....

Amontus began his own chapter in his familys legacy...