NANOC
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Monday, 18 December 2006

NANOC of Ocllo - Growing up in Ocllo was a fun time for me, playing with my friends Samson and Unknown Origin. Trapping small animals for food for our table, my Mom a seamstress, my Father an iliterate barbarian gone most of the time. On my 12th birthday I was given a small sword by my Mother. Holding the sword in my hand I knew it was time to start my journey, to fullful my destiny.

To try and become the best swordsman I could be. I walked out of Ocllo to the north, walking by the smaller animals for they were not my foe, I had bigger more dangerious creatures on my mind. I killed my first mongbat that day. I traveled the island every day hunting, when i could afford it i bought my first armour and shield. I left Ocllo that day to travel the world. On my 18th birthday, with the best weapon and armour made by the finest craftsmen of the land I beached my vessel on Fire Island and rode toward my destiny. To slay the mighty Dragon. That was many years ago and I find that there is always another larger more dangerious creature out there that will taste my blade.