Oliver Gray

[Oliver Gray]

Name - Oliver Gray
Pigeon Cage - 452928536
Current Silver - 532

Items Owned
Yew Wood Bows
Stat scroll +10
Archery powerscroll +5
Archery powerscroll +10
Healing powerscroll +15

Silver Gained

-1000 Copper for 115 Healing Scroll
-500 Copper for 110 Archery Scroll
-500 Copper for +10 Stats

+2120 Copper transferred from old record
+26 Copper for 'Group Cooperation'
+38 Copper for New Wage Payment 001
+50 copper for New Wage Payment 002
+40 Copper for Wine List
+15 Copper for Residency
+20 Copper for Training Log
+10 Copper for Winning a bet with Tommy Nottinbury - The Champion tournament.
+100 Copper for Completeing A Senior Task.
+30 Copper for Industrial Expansion of the East.
+70 Copper for Teach an old dog new tricks
+28 Copper for Wages 07/06/09 - 13/06/09
-25 Copper for Sweepstake
+10 Copper for Unfunny Jokes

[Oliver Gray]

Oliver Gray


Appearance
Dirty green eyes shimmer in their sockets below the thin jet black eye brows. The first impression suggests that they belong to man far in his forties. The slightly pointed beak-like nose and the slender features of his cheeks and chin characterizes him as a slim man, although he's quite chubby from his mid-region. The jet black hair and facial hair is often trimmed short and in a tasteful way.

Personality
Compassionate, Conservative, Disciplined. These qualities are and have always been the foundation of his personality.

The History
Welcome to the Militia dear, were the words uttered by Miss Appleby when a young man of twenty years age stood in the Citadel after taking the Oath. This man, Oliver Gray, was born in a low class Minocian miner family, the only child in the family after his twin sister had died before birth. He spent his youth doing the household work with his mother and he loved riding a horse around the forests of Minoc. However in the late teens he fell down from the steed and broke a few of his ribs and collarbone and he hasn't ridden since until the days in the Militia as the Marksmen Corporal.

Oliver hated the house of his father and he knew he was never going to do anything with ore in his life. One week after turning twenty he left home on a rainy evening with just a bow, quiver and a bag of food and drink. He traveled for a week or two, sleeping in the taverns around Sosaria. It was that one morning when the autumn breeze blew a tattered leaflet against his feet, 'oin t'e Guardsm' Militia'. He had heard about Yew before, but never had he been in there, let alone knew where it was. The farmers or Minoc changed to the Farmers of Yew and the area of Stonekeep finally stood in front of him.