Jeronimus

Name
Jeronimus Williams

Physical Traits
A fairly ordinary looking man. Usually wears a brown shirt.

Race and Class
Human Warrior.

Guild
N/A

Occupation
Freelance Blacksmith, working with orders. Ever since the Loch Modan incident, he has spent his spare time fishing.

Family
Not important.

Background
Jeronimus spent his time in Stormwind for a while now - as far as anyone is concerned, he's always been there, crafting simple armor for the needy soldier. These have been the only occcurences of him ever laying hands on a blade. Years went by rather calmly.

Only just recently, when Jeronimus heard of the Fishing Contest in Loch Modan, he decided to move into the foreground. Who knew: if he tried his hand at it, it might turn out he was a good fisherman. Alas, he had a blacksmithing order to complete and only arrived two minutes before the turn-in. In these two minutes he caught one fish. Destined never to be the laughing stock again - although none really laughed - he decided to spend the entire night fishing and growing better and better at it. Now, he spends whatever free time he can either going down to a pub for social talk, or somewhere near a river or a lake catching fish.

Personal Notes
< Clearly written fast, but as clearly legible, on a scrunched up paper sheet >

''Concerning CATFISH

twentyseventh

Catfish, seventeen pound

Catfish, nineteen pound (personal record)

''Hoping for bigger catches next time ''

Current Status
Just fine.