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Constable
Legacy Name: Constable

The Reborn Telenine
Owner: Historiography

Age: 13 years, 4 months, 3 weeks

Born: November 28th, 2010

Adopted: 10 years, 9 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: July 15th, 2013

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March 11th, 2014

Statistics

• Level: 1
   
• Strength: 12
   
• Defense: 10
   
• Speed: 10
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 0
   
• Books Read: 0
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

Story

Note: I've since changed my username to Normandy

James North stepped off the boat, his rolling gait, a sign, he had not been on land in months. In his hand, he held a small clipping, torn off from some random newspaper that he had bought while still in New York that screamed the headline: “Gold, Gold found in Sutter’s Mill!” Like many others, he had come to find his fortune, though whether he would actually find his fortune or not was negligible.

His only possessions were a small pack slung across his back, the inside of which he had stored a few provisions, shaving necessities, extra clothing, and what not, as well as a small gun, a necessity he believed in this wild land. He figured once he found some gold he could use it to buy any of the extra provisions that he so needed. His first sight, like so many others that came before him was the harbor of San Francisco Bay, sprawling, large, and quite formidable really.

From there, like so many others he continued up north hoping to come across some random miner’s camps along the way.

He ended up settling in a small ramshackle town, that boasted very few provisions, a saloon, a brothel, but little more. He figured that here was as good as any a place to settle down, and so he did. His first forays into mining were quite unspectacular though and, while he did find small amounts of gold here and there, it was never quite enough for him to live comfortably and without worries for the rest of his life, nevertheless, he figured he might as well stay. Plus, he quite liked the little town, and eventually like so many settlers before him, the small little town that he had settled into became something more, larger, and it was then that the residents, the majority of which were male started looking for something that could give them peace of mind.

Fights had started to break out over land claims mainly, miners stating that particular plot of land was theirs, or that female in the brothel over there had slept with one man and promised herself to another, things like that. They needed order and James had gained somewhat of a reputation as being quite fearsome in the mining town. He was considered a genial enough fellow, but cross him or so others said and there’d be trouble.

He rarely spoke of his past, in fact, he really considered it no one else’s business but his own where he came from or even if he was running from something that he wouldn’t quite state, but he was respected enough. He was offered the job of sheriff shortly after the new town jail was built and figuring that he had no where else to go, he took it.

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