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Bull

My name is Reztiws Erikson, but most people call me “Bull”. Some call me Reztiws the mad; perhaps because of my tendency to growl like a dog in battle. I am also sometimes called the pagan angel, for I will gladly help you meet your creator! My friends say I am quite kind, and my enemies seldom live to tell of my ferocity. I am the first born son of a tradesman of no great importance. My father’s ancestors came to the so-called “New Britainia” from the land of the Vikings. My mother’s family is Celt blended with the native people of America. My mother did some work as a seamstress and taught me at a fairly early age, when she grew tired of doing it herself, to mend my own clothes. I was expected to take on the life of a tradesman, and I studied with several, but could not settle myself to a single trade. This has made me a jack of many trades and master of none; I can forge a blade, lay brick and stone, stitch a shirt (or a wound if necessary) and cook a meal! My life as a child was not very difficult; I was not forced to the life of a pirate, I chose it freely of my own will! Contact Bull