Name: Godric of Glenstone

Rank: Watcher

Appearance: Godric is a tawny-furred thing, most of his body an off-shade of copper, save for darker patches of chocolate brown strewn about his body without pattern, and his left forearm and ear, which are both possessed of a colour best described as ginger. His paws are riddled with the faint, white lines of faded scars, although they are treated as a natural occupational hazard.
Godric’s outfit is designed to counterbalance his peculiar colouring, as alone he might stand out from above. His cloak is a high-collared oxford-blue affair, selected to compliment Godric’s collectedness and calm under pressure. The trim is an off-white ivory. The cloak hangs just below the knees, and boasts a (faux) fur-lined collar, white and grey. An allusion to his roots in the dry cold of Westercroft.

As accessories to all of this, he wears a pair of finger-and-toeless gloves and shoes, climbing gear made up of a padded, dark leather. Designed to protect the tender parts of the paw, and still enable the use of a mouse’s nails. Finally, as the crown to his outfit, he wears a white-plumed cavalier hat, and his ears back and down to accommodate it.

Personality: Godric is an enthusiastic, but cautious, explorer – he believes the brave mice of The Redwatch could achieve most anything, so long as they think far enough ahead. To Godric, life is a game of survival, in all respects. Out in the field one must scout quickly and tread lightly, whereas back home you must mute your tones and appear respectable, honourable, if your watch is to continue. Thus, he speaks softly, politely, and has a practiced smile – but in spirit, always has one paw hovering over his pommel. Due to a prior tragedy, all lives Godric sees lost to brashness are taken as a personal failure, particularly if it’s a team mate.

STR: 15
CON: 7
DEX: 15
CHA: 8
INT: 12
LUC: 8

Equipment:
Basket Hilted Sabre – 3pts

• A well-made sabre with a blue-felt inlaid basket hilt, worn at the waist.

Scout’s Messenger Bag – 2pts

• A fairly standard leather bag, meant for scavenging and collecting artefacts of interest on scouting missions.

Traits:
(+) Country Mouse – “Have I already been here?”
A scout by nature, gets +3 to climbing, jumping and general exploration checks.

(+) I Smell A Rat
Sometimes something is just… off. +2 to investigation rolls as they pertain to obstacles
and foes.

(-) Stick to the plan!
Whenever Godric sees somebody felled by their own recklessness, it resonates with him – whether out of grief or anger, he loses his ability to focus. -2 to defensive or dodge rolls after witnessing a casualty.

(-) Whatever she says
This is no city mouse. Whenever he can, Godric likes to be out on the trail, and as such he doesn’t have much time to polish his conversations. This is particularly true with women – Godric automatically loses any charisma roll made against him by the opposite sex, regardless of their rapport.

Trade: A scout and cartographer, Godric would map out the strange swamplands surrounding his murky home in Glenstone, the South of The Glen.

Friend: Odette of Westreach – An old friend from Godric’s native territory, and the only woman to which he writes with any sort of regularity, Odette is a watchguard in good standing, assigned to the western border of Gnaw. The two confer between assignments, and regard one another as siblings of sorts – although Godric, in his awkwardness, still can’t hold an argument with her.

Enemy: Cary from Redtower – A fellow Watcher, Cary is possessed of the most peculiar hatred. Although he and Godric had a rapport as Greenbands, he came to loathe Godric, ostensibly for his simple beginnings (although in actuality for his success in squiring with a respectable Watcher sooner, and graduating to Watcher himself quicker). Cary, alleged to be descended from middling noble Westercroft blood, will tell anybody who will listen that Godric is a fiend, an egotist who aspires to reach the top from the bottom, and will step on anybody to gain the social edge.

History: Although lowborn in central Westercroft, Godric’s father, a cartographer, despised the socio-political atmosphere of the place- and politics in general- and longed to live a ‘simpler’ life. This, in part, was due to his father's reputation as an honourless scoundrel - an untruth spun by one of his wife's former suitors. At some point in Godric’s youth, his father moved the family to the small settlement of Glenstone, in the Southern Glen, where he taught Godric how to scout out the surrounding swamplands, and make rudimentary maps. For the most part, Godric was happy with their reclusive lives – until one map-making expedition ended in sudden and brutal tragedy, the two overlooking an obvious hunting ground and falling into a frog ambush. Godric, being small and strong, escaped when his father could not – and returned home alone. Unable to support themselves, his newly fatherless family resolved to return to Westercroft and ask for the charity of relatives. All save for Godric, who, compelled by his fear of failing others, and the words of his pen-pal Odette (“When I had nothing else, I had the Redwatch”) left to pursue his career in Redtower.