Averill's only personal effect is his weapon. A wrapped maple bow, well-weathered after years of continued use, he takes the time to repair and maintain it to the best of his abilities - he's lost count of the number of times he's had to restring it.
He received the bow from a Roegadyn adventurer, the night he ran away from his home. The adventurer happened across Averill at his most desperate; cold, hungry, and completely alone. In return for explaining his situation, Averill received a night's worth of training in the ways of hunting and surviving on the road.Â
At the end of it all, the Roegadyn - who called himself Rooks - offered Averill the bow to aid him in his decision to take life to the open road. He's kept it close at hand ever since.
He received the bow from a Roegadyn adventurer, the night he ran away from his home. The adventurer happened across Averill at his most desperate; cold, hungry, and completely alone. In return for explaining his situation, Averill received a night's worth of training in the ways of hunting and surviving on the road.Â
At the end of it all, the Roegadyn - who called himself Rooks - offered Averill the bow to aid him in his decision to take life to the open road. He's kept it close at hand ever since.
