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[center]NAME:Harry Nets[/center]

ABSTRACT:
A multi-talented entertainer.  
INTENT:
To be able to learn new daredevil acts, but more then that to have first hand experience of miracles or legends, and add them to his stories.  

FIRST ADVENTURE:  Harry had just achieved adulthood, leaving his house after his parents had kicked him out the door.  The sound of the door slam echoed in his ears, as he got up from the ground and walked away shaking his head.  His parents would never get it, that entertaining could be a 'reliable job.'  He then made his way over to the nearest bar and offered to play his newly acquired flute, that he luckily had managed to have in his pocket before he got kicked out of home.  The bar owner happened to be around and consented to Harry, and thus Harry took to the stage or wooden platform about a foot off the ground and at the far side of the room from the patrons.  Every note he played he squeaked or squealed and loudly, a horrible noise which upset the patrons almost immediately.  "Your rubbish," said one overweight gentleman with a thick beard, as he hurled some kind of fruit at harry, that he didn't try to recognize as he ducked under it.  Then everybody else started throwing fruit, as they noticed that Harry still wouldn't get off the stage with his annoying flute.  Needless to say he was covered in mushed fruit by the time he left the bar, and planned next time to practice before performing.  


HOW DO YOU KNOW KETTLE?
Harry, had first met Kettle late in the day, in the middle of a town's square during a festival.  There were all sorts of performers around, musicians, dancers, singers, people doing the three cups on a table-put a coin under a cup-shuffle the cups-guess where the coin went tricks and more.  He happened to not be performing at the time, and noticed most of the people were enjoying the amateur shows the performers around were doing except for one person.  It was Kettle, though he didn't know her name at the time and she looked around in a bored fashion.  Knowing a bored person for an unhappy one and catching the color of her eyes, which were a pretty color, he called over to her, and told her to come see a 'real' show.  He performed with daggers and flames, acrobatic skills, and more.  Kettle didn't look bored anymore. For a time afterwards Harry travelled with her, got a sense of her adventures which she described while he in turn told stories with or without his jokes.   

WHY DID KETTLE PICK YOU?
Probably because of his charm, he was great at making people's jaw drop from death defying tricks and then telling stories which made them laugh, a great quality that can take the dread and depression out of any adventurer's heart.  

HOW DO YOU KNOW [b]Croft Winston Caswell Halebard?[/b]
Harry met Croft Winston Caswell Halebard, a name which almost tongue tied his very experienced word instrument, at a back alley of a town around midday.  The Entertainer was just looking around a marketplace for some groceries when he heard the sound of metal hitting the ground.  He followed the source of the sound, and that was when he encountered Croft Winston, a man who spun around very fast as he heard Harry's approach. Logically Harry, quickly asked the first thing that came to mind. "What are you doing?"  Croft explained he was after them, and apparently they had been in a large metal container with the lid he lifted up to search in it and then apparently them had left the empty container and must have took off somewhere else.  The story puzzled Harry and he tried to get to the bottom of it, asking this asking that.  But he couldn't get any more details out of Croft besides 'them.' Eventually Harry offered to help Croft, find 'them', partly he was being the nice guy and partly he wanted 'them' in his stories as they sounded mysterious.  [@drewccapp]   

How do you Know [b]Silcia Nonorie?[/b]
Harry met Silcia by chance, he was just passing by when he saw an elf?  The apparent elf, was healing an elderly man who seemed to have fallen and scraped his leg.  He was in shock as he approached her and watched as she healed the injury so that the fellow's leg looked good as new.  He introduced himself and let her know that she was amazing.  He thought she smiled, and he was eager to show his own skills, "Watch what I can do." He announced, as he brought out nine daggers to juggle in the air.  

But, the elf became scared as he brought out the daggers, and before he could explain that he was only going to juggle, she ran away from him.  He was left with a sad frown on his face as he didn't even get her name.  [@AiyvaGuard]