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My name is Laure.

Yes, it's pronounced like "lore". Who knows? Perhaps it is from my legend that the word was drawn.

I was born in the early thirteenth century, in a land far away. My father was an impoverished noble, but despite our hardships, I received a good education, brought up to know the rigors of aristocracy and the tedium of life at court.

Perhaps it was that same tedium that first pushed me out into the world. I spent much of my youth pretending to be a steppe child. Silly, I know. But I rode the great steppes on a horse of my own away for days or even weeks at a time. Sometimes I went hungry, but I became an excellent hunter and pathfinder.

Eventually, though, my true upbringing caught up with me. My parents sent me away to university. Theology, philosophy, medicine... that sort of thing. However, true to my nature I learned outside the lecture halls as well. Me and my mates roamed the alleys in search of drink, love, and a good fight. And we often found it.

But those university days were not meant to last forever. Upon graduation, I decided to strike out on my own as an adventurer. Well, I didn't exactly choose to strike it out on my own, but I don't like to talk about the particulars. Suffice it to say that I cannot go back. There's nothing to go back to.

This is a journal of my adventures.




Note: This is a journal of my travels in the game Mount and Blade: Warband. Yes, it is awesome. Yes, if you enjoy this journal, you should go try it out for yourself. There's a trial download here.