So,I read the book of rules.I read it again.I tried to envision my character:The youngest son of a peasant...
So,I read the book of rules.I read it again.I tried to envision my character:The youngest son of a peasant family,somehow being the only survivor of a brutal winter that took the lives of his parents and brothers.The reason why everything turned out this way is,because a band of raiders visited and cleared everything that would help with winter survival,slaughtering locals who wouldn't agree to hand the supplies over. Now on a journey to survive(and in the very distant perspective,to avenge) his family,the weak,ill,crippled not quite a child who only survived to see his 17th birthday by some miracle and constant attention from the village's healer is setting off into the world he knows very little about... ...And here is where I start to have problems.Not with the narrative,no.The setting.I always loved history in a "this is practically fiction"(because it often is) way,but I realised that I know very little about how the day-to-day lives looked like for people who we...