Good day and well met!
Allow me to introduce myself. I am Lyle de Senlis, the resident dwarf of the mercs.
My early years were happy times. I was born into a happy loving family. My mother was an epiletic seamstress. My father, who was afraid of the dark and of confined spaces, worked in the mines near Senlis, France where we lived. Every morning at the crack of dawn my mother shook myself, my brothers, and sisters out of our beds to see our father off to his work.
We were soon off to our daily chores. My older brothers Pierre, Bruno, Jaques, Gaston, Franous, Pepe,and Rastus worked on the stone wall surrounding our lands. Everynight marauding packs of weasels would terrorize the countryside and damage our walls. The thought of those furry, fuzzy little things give me chills to this day. While they were fixing the walls my younger brother Bruce would help my sisters pick flowers and make patch quilts. (I never did figure him out.) I myself had the duty of milking the chickens.(Believe me it can be done, its an ancient dwarvin secret.)
One day though the good times ended. Father ran off to join a cult or some kind of religion. They worshiped the big fat man with a flowing white beard and always wore red clothing. Soon after that we lost mother in a freak sewing accident. The family just wasn't the same after that. Most of my brothers left home to persue their dreams. I have heard they are making good money letting men throw them for distance and letting people slide them down long slick floors into wooden pins. My brother Bruce went to work decorating the insides of castles and catering royal feasts. My sisters also took up belly dancing.
I always had a thirst for adventure so I went traveling. My travels took me to many strange lands. I was fortunate to meet a man named Master Toyota Wok Sushi who taught me the fighting and weapon styles of his country. After several years I left his company to persue my own way.
Once I ran across a group of mercenaries. Their leader Lord Pavia asked me to join them. When he mentioned the magic word gold my heart heart skipped a beat. I joined them and have not regretted a day since.
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