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Yorin Fredrickson: Flashbacks of a Nobody

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All stories have a begining, Yorin was no different. He was born on a farm that sat on the outskirts of a small town in the Kingdom. This particular farm grew apples that were famous cider ingredients. His parents were farmers, He had an uncle who pressed and made them into cider. His aunt was a Druid who actually did rituals on the ground to make the apple trees produce more fruit. Yorin was also the youngest of twelve children.

Yorin as a young boy had dreams of being a Knight. Those dreams were squashed when he was told he had to be of noble birth. He lamented being the son of a Commoner with his own lands. Though he was the son of a freeman, he was still a commoner. When it came time for Yorin to be apprenticed, he was sent to a friend of his fathers who was a Scribe. It is where Yorin learned to read and write. From the Scribe's wife, he learned how to cook for himself.

Yorin woked for the Scribe until a disgruntled mob accused his mentor of being a mage. His bookstore was closed, the husband and wife were burnt at the stake for angering the Warrior God. Yorin was tried and found innocent of being a Wizard.

His family firmly believes him dead, He wished to not change that image. With the little coin he got as compensation for being innocent, he bought himself a dagger and began to wander. It is in this archive that specific stories about his past will be kept. In this archive the things that occurred during his youth, his apprenticeship will be kept.

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((This takes place when Yorin was eight.))

"Da! Da!" Yorin said happily holding a small bushel of apples in his hands. He had obviously struggled, but his father would be happy to see that he had picked a whole bushel all by himself. He ran to where his father was.

Freidrich was standing by some men. They had their heads bowed and were giving his father the bridle of two oxen. His father simply was shaking his head. His mother was there and she was crying. That was when Yorin saw what the oxen were pulling. It was the body of his eldest brother, Olaf. Yorin looked mortified.

He dropped the container of apples. He looked at everybody, "Whats wrong with Olaf? Ma? Da? What happened?"

Fredrich motioned his hand to silence the boy. Yorin would later recall a grizzled looking man kneeling down to speak to him. The man had bad breath and yellow teeth. The man said, "Olaf died when a man.. A nobleman wanted to claim first night rights with his wife. There was a fight, yer brother got a blade in his belly."

Yorin blinked.

"Why... Why?"

He ran to where his brothers body was and clutched onto the corpse, he began to weep.

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