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[FONT="Book Antiqua"]Telar Wandermyth[/FONT]
[SIZE="4"][FONT="Book Antiqua"][B]Half Elf (Bard)[SIZE="4"][/size]
Discredited Academic Background[/FONT][/SIZE][/B]
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Gender: Male
Alignment: CN
Age: 26
STR 13
I may not be a heavyweight, but I’m no lightweight.
DEX 15
A little nimbleness goes a long way.
CON 11
I can take a punch, but prefer not to do that.
INT 13
I’m not a know-it-all, but I know a lot.
WIS 10
I guess that I don’t always have the best judgement.
CHA 17
I am a fairly likable guy.[/fieldset]
[fieldset=Role in Party] I don’t mind taking the support role. In fact, I like helping others. I am also not afraid to take the lead in areas of my specialties, which run along the intellectual and social veins.
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[COLOR="DarkRed"]I am your go-to guy![/COLOR]
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[r=2,1][fieldset=Personality]
Traits: - Flattery is my preferred trick for getting what I want.
- Sarcasm and insults are my weapons of choice.
Ideals: - Friendship. Material goods come and go. Bonds of friendship last forever.
- Aspiration. I'm determined to make something of myself.
- Independence. I am a free spirit--no one tells me what to do.
Bonds: - My allegiance belongs only to those who show allegiance to me.
Flaws: - I have a weakness for the vices of the city, especially hard drink.
- I tend to be overly suspicious.
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About my people: Mountain dwellers are often considered a poor and ignorant people, but many are as hard working and practical as any you are like to meet. A few are down right cunning. I had a better than average upbringing and education was emphasized for my future.
Appearance: Typical height for a half elf. Dark hair, short beard, piercing blue eyes. Clothing and demeanor a bit cavalier.
Personality: I’m not one to begrudge anyone a good time. I will even join in if given half a chance. Life is for the living, as they say. It is not too hard to make friends when you have a friendly turn yourself. But I know that I need to buckle down and take life seriously at times as well. Plus, there is a world of knowledge out there to uncover.
Short Backstory: My parents saved up enough to get me a formal education as an academic. I had plans of working my way up to tutoring some young lords and retiring early. Only the big city was more of a temptation than I expected. If I had spent as much time studying as in the taverns, I might not have gotten drummed out. Now I have to earn my own way so that I don’t end up letting my family down.
Goals/Aspirations: A smaller town might suit me better. I hear good things about Hearth Crossing. Rumor has it that the town is run by a council of wealthy landowners. Land sounds like a good investment. Maybe I can work my way into this Golden Circle.
Trouble: My reputation as a scholar has flown right out the window. As it is, I am left performing in taverns, inns, and street corners to provide my next meal and possibly a place to sleep. Reputation or no, I still have my knowledge. I just need to find a like-minded group of individuals to put my talents to good use and together we can build a stake for ourselves. And I have to do it all before word gets back to my dear sainted mother.
First Adventure: It wasn’t the carousing that kept me from my studies. Alright, it was. But it wasn’t JUST the carousing. It was the MAGIC. I had learned to create a phantom hand to do my bidding. And my insults could even cause psychic damage to my enemies. I was hooked. I had to learn more. And if old Riptooth hadn’t betrayed me, I would have learned a lot more. Oh, he could have the woman. If only he hadn’t stolen the spell book.[/fieldset]
This message was last edited by the GM at 21:12, Sat 05 Feb 2022.