ᴀɴᴛᴀʀᴀʜ ʀʏᴜ

A Gorean Warrior of Torvaldsland, young, barely twenty five, seemingly naive, certainly hot-headed, thrives on creativity, good story and entertainment. RP times are limited. Mostly available for melee/bow spars. To those who care about unpredictable joyful RP, I recommend rolling dice for critical decisions.

If I lose one who pays no favors back,
And in whose friendship is no charm, three friends
Make up for that one: a courageus heart,
A bare blade, and a long and yellow bow
Of polished back, that twangs, with excellence
Thongs hung upon it and a sheath show
That groans when arrows leave it, like a wife
Who cries and wails, her son and husband dead.