Bishop

Badass Ranger

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I am Bishop. An age ago I was the son of a farmer. I would go out, help till the land, plow the fields, and occasionally go into the woods to hunt for a deer or turkey. Life was simple and decent. I spent my youth happy, unaware of the world and how it works until the world decided to barge in on my father’s farm. I don’t know why they came and burned the farm, but they did and its gone. I was the only one left and I vowed that I would survive. I wouldn’t let my father’s fate be mine. Turning my back on the world, I went and survived in the forest.
The world is divided into 3 types of people which make up 2 sides. The sides are those that survive and those that die. Within these sides are the 3 groups-those that want to do good, those that don’t care and those that want to do evil. But the truth is that everyone is merely trying to survive the best way he/she sees fit. The good survive by sticking together, forming friendships, protecting those they love, fighting for the “good” reasons. The evil survive by controlling and dominating others, becoming as powerful as they can be, depending on themselves more than others. The ones that don’t care survive by not getting involved, making sure that those that want them to get involved are forcefully refused, and just plain keeping away from everyone. I myself try to avoid the world, those in it and all the issues people have. My home is the forest, in a tree, hunting to survive. I make sure that I’m strong enough that if I ever run into the “good” or “evil” of this world they will quickly learn not to intrude my privacy. My goal is to survive this world because this world is falling apart, the evil and good are about to clash heads, people’s true nature will show, and I plan on surviving it all, no matter the sacrifice. If that means doing “evil” things or “good” things so be it. But my end goal is to survive.
It’s been 9 years since the farm was destroyed. Since then I learned how the world works, learned to live by my own power, and how to deal with the world. The world doesn’t care about me and I don’t care about the world. The world sheds no tears for my passing, I shed none for anyone else. I live for myself and no others.
During the 9 years I learned the ways of the bow and the ways of the forest. I have trained my skills so that I may better serve myself. Weakness has no part in my life. To be weak is to be dead. Only the strong survive and I will survive. However the ways of the Ranger are not divined, they are taught. My master was kind to take me in. That was her first mistake. In 5 years I had learned all she could teach me. After that I went further than she ever could and the natural course of action occurred. Once I surpassed her I took from her all that she had, her gear, her weapons, her tools, and more. Now I am all that’s left and nothing that stands in my way will survive.
Favored enemies: Humans and Elves

Bishop

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