User:Bobby the Hatchet/Henry Baltimore/Travels

Early Travels: During my early travels in the South, I came across a critically wounded man. He was hiding in the dark, nursing his wounds with death at his side. A pathetic thing with 1 HP, refusing to accept his fate. I allowed myself a single shot to end his suffering and set out to rest and restock. Days later the bleeding man recieved a revive, tracked me to my camp and gunned me down. It was apparent he did not appreciate an honorable, discrete death, which was much more than the stubborn man deserved. In response to his actions, I set out on a hunt to destroy his brothers and sisters at arms in the suburb of Danversbank. Their only crime: Providing quarter to a fool. Thus began my hunt. I scoured their town, tracking down most of the actives. It was not a remarkable hunt, and I soon lost interest, packed my bags and headed out. After reviewing the map I decided to explore northward, setting my sights for Curton Mansion. A visit to the estate seemed appropriate. I took the lives of various stragglers along the way. After about a week's stay in Chancelwood, I found the place to be very disappointing, a shadow of its former self. Succumbing to wanderlust, I left. I plodded along to Chudleyton/Darvall Heights and found the suburbs to be ripe with activity focused around Caiger Mall, both living and dead. A group of Rangers were fairly active in the area and so I killed a few of them, merely for sport, as well as others. I believe it was here that I grew to fancy the use of the fencing foil in my attacks. During my time in the region, I stayed on the move tracking and evading my quarry. I found myself slowly creeping towards the Southeast, and to avoid running into any of my old ghosts, I decided to return to Danversbank to complete a few unfinished kills. Return to Camp