At the young age of nine Berttle held his father's rusted dagger and felt as brave as an Fierce black boar defending it's home while holding the dagger he felt inclined to swing it in the air to feel its "Weight" then he put the dagger up to his left hand with a slight frown on his face, he dug the dagger softly into his skin to feel the sharpness. After the day Berttle held the dagger oddly enough he started studying Black Boars as he felt that it was important to be one with such a fierce and deadly animal, He first started with the horns oh the ever sharp and piercing horns of a black boar, heh even his father got an book all about black boars for him, and that's how he got the nickname "Black boar".

Life was quite merry for Berttle when he was coming of manhood, his family had a steady income, he had an steady income,well as steady as odd jobs can get, with as much coin as he had berttle withstood a harsh talking to from his ma and pa about his future twas was a long and harsh talking to as well but with the "suggestion" from his father he dabbled in a little combat training mostly Basic swordsmanship, parrying, blocking, offense stances, defense stances and some "advanced" dirty fighting skills but this was all coming from an dishonest thieving Father of his so his "father" invited Bert
to a arena where glory and money is found sadly also more dishonest people are found there as well.
Berttle didn't want to partake in this "event" but of course his father forced him to with rather great intent to watch his own son to shed blood and knock people down to the stone ground, sadly Berttle did have to shed blood and knock people down for glory and money which eventually Berttle liked, he was fond of the attention he was getting, the money he was making and the blood he was shedding but more importantly gaining his pa's favor.

Berttle's present life is quite simple really he just spends his time either drinking at the pony or completing contracts either by farmers or really dam desperate people which is fine with him as long as he gets coin from them or an alternative payment as some produce from the farmer if he/she is a farmer that is. Berttle's true purpose for being an sell-sword is to get enough gold to care for his ill stricken mother and himself as it should be his duty to support and protect family no matter what they have done or committed unless it's a dishonest father who is a dirty rat coward but however he may come back to his first family, he will die meeting them again.

Sadly during berttle's latest fight in the pit a great foe who he underestimated and due to this underestimate bert was caught being cocky and which led to his downfall and eventually his death four days later but giving his cousin and his mother his final goodbyes he somehow managed to muster enough strength to go outside and into a alley and kill himself so his relatives wouldn't have his mother and his friend and cousin Cutwil see him like this but sadly the deed was done and berttle was mourned for by his mother and Cutwil for a long time.

((Berttle is deleted so i made it that he is dead ICLY as well OOCLY))