Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-27025277-20160428012141

"I was a father, a husband, and a general. I was adored by my family and men. Tragedy struck however. I was told that my wife and child were very sick. I..."Jericho began as if he were going to admit something but chose another path," I went home as fast as I could only to hold my son for an hour before he died in my arms."

Jericho turned to the horizon as a glistening year trickled down his cheek.

"A week later I was a Widower. I rejoined my men, but I was not the same. I couldn't find the resolve I had before. Perhaps, this is the reason they betrayed me. And so I died alone, betrayed and forgotten."

Jericho sighed before becoming silent once more. He didn't know what kind of effect his words had on them. It wasn't important to him. He simply felt they all should here his story.