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[color=#CC6600][b]s p e c i e s[/b][/color] (Human, Fae, Dwarf, or Hybrid)

[color=#CC6600][b]a g e[/b][/color] (Humans Max Age: 60, Fae Max Age: 600, Dwarf Max Age: 250)

[color=#CC6600][b]h e i g h t / w e i g h t[/b][/color] (Obvious)

[color=#CC6600][b]g e n d e r[/b][/color] (Male or Female)

[center][h3][b]Attributes[/b][/h3][/center]

[color=#CC6600][b]s t a t s[/b][/color] (All stats are on a scale of 1-20)
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[*] [b]Strength[/b] - Measure of Physical Strength 
[*] [b]Agility[/b] - Measure of Mobility and Reflexes 
[*] [b]Endurance[/b] - Measure of Stamina and Physical Toughness 
[*] [b]Will[/b] - Measure of Willpower and Magic Ability 
[*] [b]Intelligence[/b] - Measure of Knowledge 
[*] [b]Charisma[/b] - Measure of your Charm and influence with others 
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[color=#CC6600][b]s k i l l s[/b][/color] 
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[*] [b]Skill in question[/b] - Description of skill
[*] Item B
[*] Item C
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[center][h3][b]Inventory[/b][/h3][/center]

[color=#CC6600][b]w e a p o n s[/b][/color]
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[*] [b]Weapon Type "Name if it has one" (Number of here)[/b]
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[color=#CC6600][b]a r m o r[/b][/color] 
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[*] [b]Head -[/b] (Armor material if applicable)
[*] [b]Chest -[/b] (Armor material if applicable)
[*] [b]Left Arm -[/b] (Armor material if applicable)
[*] [b]Right Arm -[/b] (Armor material if applicable)
[*] [b]Left Leg -[/b] (Armor material if applicable)
[*] [b]Right Leg -[/b] (Armor material if applicable)
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[color=#CC6600][b]e q u i p m e n t[/b][/color] 
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[*] [b]Item A[/b]
[*] [b]Item B[/b] 
[*] [b]Item C[/b]
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[color=#CC6600][b]a p p e a r a n c e[/b][/color]
(Describe your character's looks, height, weight, and, unique features like scars, tattoos, etc.)

[color=#CC6600][b]p e r s o n a l i t y[/b][/color]
(Describe your character's overall personality)

[color=#CC6600][b]l i k e s[/b][/color]
(Describe what your character enjoys in life)

[color=#CC6600][b]d i s l i k e s[/b][/color]
(Describe what your character hates and fears)




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s p e c i e s (Human, Fae, Dwarf, or Hybrid)

a g e (Humans Max Age: 60, Fae Max Age: 600, Dwarf Max Age: 250)

h e i g h t / w e i g h t (Obvious)

g e n d e r (Male or Female)

Attributes


s t a t s (All stats are on a scale of 1-20)
Strength - Measure of Physical Strength
Agility - Measure of Mobility and Reflexes
Endurance - Measure of Stamina and Physical Toughness
Will - Measure of Willpower and Magic Ability
Intelligence - Measure of Knowledge
Charisma - Measure of your Charm and influence with others

s k i l l s
Skill in question - Description of skill
Item B
Item C

Inventory


w e a p o n s
Weapon Type "Name if it has one" (Number of here)

a r m o r
Head - (Armor material if applicable)
Chest - (Armor material if applicable)
Left Arm - (Armor material if applicable)
Right Arm - (Armor material if applicable)
Left Leg - (Armor material if applicable)
Right Leg - (Armor material if applicable)

e q u i p m e n t
Item A
Item B
Item C

Info


a p p e a r a n c e
(Describe your character's looks, height, weight, and, unique features like scars, tattoos, etc.)

p e r s o n a l i t y
(Describe your character's overall personality)

l i k e s
(Describe what your character enjoys in life)

d i s l i k e s
(Describe what your character hates and fears)


Strength

1: Morbidly weak
2-3: Has trouble standing up in a strong breeze
4-5: Visibly weak
6-7: Difficulty pushing objects that are their own weight
8-9: Difficulty lifting heavy objects for long periods of time
10-11: Can lift heavy objects for a short period and can stay standing for several hours without break
12-13: Can perform physical labor for half a day without a break
14-15: Visibly toned and can carry heavy objects with one arm
16-17: Muscular. Can break wooden objects with bare hands and raw strength
18-19: Heavily muscular. Can perform the work of several men with ease 
20: Pinnacle of strength

Agility

1: Barely mobile. Paralyzed most likely
2-3: Painful to move and requires noticeable effort
4-5: Visible paralysis or physical difficulty
6-7: Klutzy or slow to react
8-9: Slow, occasionally trips over own feet
10-11: Capable of catching a small tossed object
12-13: Can hit their mark consistently if the target is large
14-15: Can hit small stationary targets and catch or dodge a medium speed surprise projectile
16-17: Light on feet, able to hit small moving targets
18-19: Graceful and able to dodge several small objects 
20: Reacts with no effort at all and seemingly untouchable

Endurance

1: Minimal immune system, sickly
2-3: Frail, frequently breaks bones by accident
4-5: Bruises easily, knocked out by a light punch
6-7: Prone to disease or infection
8-9: Easily winded, incapable of a full day's hard labor
10-11: Contracts mild illnesses on occasion
12-13: Can take several hits before losing consciousness
14-15: Shrugs off most illnesses with ease. Able to labor for twelve hours with ease
16-17: Able to stay awake for days on end
18-19: Very difficult to wear out, seemingly impervious to fatigue
20: Tireless and incapable of contracting illness

Intelligence

1: Animalistic, no form of logic or reason and reacts to immediate stimulation
2-3: Mostly animalistic. Acts on instinct and can sesort to very simple planning and tactics.
4-5: Limited Speech. Resorts to charades to express thoughts
6-7: Has trouble following trains of thought, forgets most unimportant things
8-9: Misuses or mispronounces words. Slightly forgetful
10-11: Knows only what they need to know
12-13: Fairly logical, knows more then most
14-15: Intelligent, able to understand new tasks quickly and able to do math  or puzzles mentally with reasonable accuracy
16-17: Very intelligent. Capable of inventing new processes or uses for knowledge
18-19: Highly intelligent. Smartest person most people know
20: Genius. Able to make deductions similar to Sherlock Holmes

Will

1: Seemingly incapable of thought. Susceptible to mind spells and incapable of magic
2-3: Rarely notices important or prominent items, people, or events
4-5: Seems incapable of forethought 
6-7: Often fails to use common sense, able to learn very simple spells
8-9: Forgets or simply chooses not to consider options before acting
10-11: Makes reasoned decisions most of the time and is capable of performing simple spells with ease
12-13: Able to tell if someone is upset. Capable of performing slightly more complex spells with some effort
14-15: Reads people people fairly well and can feel a hunch when something is wrong
16-17: Often sought after for action and can perform complex spells and rituals with ease
18-19: Reads people or situations with unconscious ease
20: Able to reason far beyond logic, master of magic

Charisma

1: Barely conscious, acts very alien around others.
2-3: Relies heavily on others to do the thinking
4-5: Has trouble thinking of others as people and how to interact with them
6-7: Uninteresting and downright rude
8-9: Boring, clumsy in conversation
10-11: Capable of polite conversation
12-13: Interesting enough, knows what to say to the right people
14-15: Popular or infamous, confident in a debate
16-17: Likable, respected, or feared by many. Eloquent and good at getting their way
18-19: Quickly likable by everyone. Can entertain easily and quite persuasive 
20: Renowned for wit. A natural leader

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Elrin Hawke


s p e c i e s Human-Fae Hybrid

a g e 35

h e i g h t / w e i g h t 5'11 / 175 lbs.

g e n d e r Male

Attributes


s t a t s
Strength - 15
Agility - 12
Endurance - 14
Will - 10
Intelligence - 12
Charisma - 10

s k i l l s
Athletics - Hawke is a veteran Sunrunner and has solid hand eye coordination which allows him to run fast but also vault objects without breaking stride, same with fighting
Minor Spellcaster - Hawke has spent some time learning a few spells and has mastered the simple spells he has learned. Hawke has mastered beginners pyrokinesis and can create and manipulate small fires, mastered beginners force spells which allow him to stagger opponents, and has also learned a simple but effective barrier spell that can act as a simple shield for himself or others
Perceptive - Time in the desert has made Hawke a bit more detailed oriented. He tends to notice if something is off and can spot potential weaknesses or strengths in others
Herbalism - Hawke is roughly familiar with the few plants that grow in the desert and knows what can save a life or end a life

Inventory


w e a p o n s
Double-Edged Bastard Sword (x1)
"The Twins" - Curved Dagger (x2)
Throwing Knives (x10)

a r m o r
Head - None (occasionally wears a shemagh when riding)
Chest - Chainmail
Left Arm - Hardened Leather
Right Arm - Hardened Leather
Left Leg - Hardened Leather w/ Steel Boots
Right Leg - Hardened Leather w/ Steel Boots

e q u i p m e n t
Rider Bag (x1)
Aquamarine Tears (x10)
Sunshard (x1)
Dried Apples (3 Days Worth)
Dried Pears (3 Days Worth)
Mortar and Pestle (x1)
10 ft. Cloth (x1)
Sharpening Stone (x1)
Coin Purse (x1)
Platinum (x0)
Gold (x1)
Silver (x3)
Copper (x4)
Empty Water Skin (x1)
30 ft. Rope (x1)
Pan Flute (x1)
Small Cooking Pot (x1)

Info


a p p e a r a n c e Torvin has reddish brown hair that he sports in a messy undercut at all times. His beard well trimmed and groomed but often burned at the edges from toying with explosives. Many would likely describe him as a handsome looking man were his nose not slightly crooked from one too many breaks. He always has a look of deviousness in his brown eyes and the grin he often sports makes him constantly look as though he is up to something. On his right arm he bears a tattoo of a cog (insignia of the Iron Army's Engineer Corps) crudely crossed out.

p e r s o n a l i t y

l i k e s
Warm meals
Wine every now and again
Peaceful and clear nights in the desert
Respectful attitudes


d i s l i k e s
Gleekon
Servants of Light
Sandstorms
Ignorant/rude people


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Torvin Ironfist


s p e c i e s Dwarf

a g e 82

h e i g h t / w e i g h t 4'5" / 124 lbs.

g e n d e r Male

Attributes


s t a t s
Strength - 16
Agility - 14
Endurance - 12
Will - 9
Intelligence - 10
Charisma - 12

s k i l l s
Explosives - Torvin has a fondness for explosives and loves anything regarding black powder. Torvin has extensive knowledge on the crafting of explosives ranging from simple smoke bombs to devastating fire bombs
Tinkerer - Before becoming a Sunrunner, Torvin was originally an engineer in the Iron Army. Torvin has a mind for machines (Dwarven machines especially) and can generally surmise who the machine runs. If he doesn't know however, chances are he'll find out if possible
Sleight of Hand - Torvin has a knack for palming items and hiding them on his person, usually daggers or knives. Torvin has been in one to many brawls that almost ended poorly because he didn't have a knife hidden on him. Not to mention it helps if he's gambling in a game he deems appropriate to cheat in

Inventory


w e a p o n s
Flintlock Hatchets (x2)
Flintlock Pistol (x4)
Daggers (x4)
Grenades (x4)

a r m o r
Head - None
Chest - Leather Jacket w/ Cloth tunic & Custom Bandolier underneath
Left Arm - Steel Bracer
Right Arm - Steel Bracer
Left Leg - Leather Bracer w/ Leather Boots
Right Leg - Leather Bracer w/ Leather Boots

e q u i p m e n t
Rider Bag (x1)
Aquamarine Tears (x10)
Sunshard (x1)
Dried Apples (3 Days Worth)
Dried Pears (3 Days Worth)
10 ft. Cloth (x1)
Sharpening Stone (x1)
Powder Horn (x1)
Pistol Ammo (x6)
Tobacco (Enough to fill pipe 4 times)
Coin Purse (x1)
Platinum (x0)
Gold (x2)
Silver (x1)
Copper (x2)
Empty Water Skin (x1)
30 ft. Rope (x1)
Pipe (x1)
Small Cooking Pot (x1)

Info


a p p e a r a n c e Torvin was born with reddish brown hair that he keeps in a messy undercut at all times. His beard he keeps trimmed and groomed, though the ends are generally singed from his consistent use of explosives. He's generally considered handsome what with his strong jaw and good cheekbones, his crooked nose however keeps him from being considered truly handsome. He has a constant look of mischief about him with a glint in his green eyes and a natural smirk that makes him look up to nothing good. On his right arm he bears a tattoo of a cog (insignia of the Iron Army's engineer corps) crudely crossed out

p e r s o n a l i t y Torvin believes that it is better to die a mighty death than to have lived a small life and lives his life as such. Torvin has a fondness for adventure and is always happy to tell stories of his adventures. Get some wine in him and it's even better. Many would consider the dwarf when they saw him laughing and smiling in the heat of combat. Especially when they see how liberal he is with explosives. In the end though, Torvin has lived a good life and if it is his time to die then so be it....but Makers be damned if his death won't be the stuff of legends

l i k e s
Wine
Woman
Smoking
Fighting
Stories
Jokes
Gambling


d i s l i k e s
Skavvers & Insects (Hate)
Liars (Hate)
Commitment (Hate)
Cats (Hate)




Arabreg Oakheart
"The Wandering Merchant"


s p e c i e s Dwarf

a g e 127

h e i g h t / w e i g h t 4'3" / 128 lbs.

g e n d e r Male

Attributes


s t a t s
Strength - 17
Agility - 8
Endurance - 14
Will - 12
Intelligence - 12
Charisma - 9

s k i l l s
Dwarven Forge Master - As a Dwarven Forge Master, there is very little Arabreg CAN'T forge given the time and resources. Whatever you can imagine, whether it's a simple dagger or a magic sword made of Dwarven Steel. The only exception however comes to Maker artifacts. Arabreg can make good imitations but hasn't learned the secret of Maker steel. Not yet anyway...
Runesmith - Arabreg has studied in the esoteric art of runesmithing. A skill that he regularly applies to his work. He uses this art to enchant and strengthen his weapons. However, runesmithing is a fickle art, and the slightest mistake can cause a rune to backfire. That is why only those trained in the use of runes are ever able to use them properly, and not just anyone with a bottle of ink and a quill or a hammer and chisel in the dwarf's case. The more complicated or intricate the rune, the more time and possibly material required

Inventory


w e a p o n s
Blacksmith Hammer "Anduril" (x1) - Anduril is Arabreg's trusty hammer. An enchanted hammer that is chained to his arm, the hammer itself is completely indestructible in the dwarf's hand AND increases his strength if he becomes enraged

a r m o r
Head - None
Chest - Cotton Tunic w/ Leather Apron
Left Arm - None
Right Arm - None
Left Leg - Cotton Pants w/ Leather Boots
Right Leg - Cotton Pants w/ Leather Boots

e q u i p m e n t
Enchanted Chisel - Arabreg's chisel is a family heirloom. When someone with Oakheart blood wields the chisel, the chisel's tip will glow red hot at their command and allow the user to carve into an object without the need to heat the object in question
Soulwood Arm - Arabreg's arm is made out of a mystical material from the homelands known as 'Soulwood.' Left unchecked, it merely grows like bamboo. When given a few drops of blood however, the wood bonds to the person the blood originated from and becomes hard like iron. The wood becomes psychically linked to the person in question and can be controlled even if the arm is not directly attached.
'The Bureau of Fate' - In Arabreg's travels, the dwarf came across a mystical artifact known as the Bureau of Fate. Simply put, the Bureau produces an enchanted item at random based on the person who opens it. In Arabreg's case, it gave him Anduril

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l i k e s
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d i s l i k e s
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Abaegel


s p e c i e s
Fae

a g e
102

h e i g h t / w e i g h t
6’2, 163lbs

g e n d e r
Female

Attributes


s t a t s

Strength - 6
Agility - 17
Endurance - 7
Will - 15
Intelligence - 9
Charisma - 13

s k i l l s

Air Magic - Abaegel can manipulate some of the air around her to move in various directions and speeds. She cannot alter its temperature and can somewhat affect the pressure.
Observation - Due to previous events, Abaegel has been teaching herself how to spot the easily missed incongruity of the endless expanses of desert. She's now a decent scout and lookout.
 Acrobatics - some long-ingrained techniques of another life still dominate Abaegel's way of movement, making her extraordinarily light on her feet and quick to dodge attacks. She has a masterful control over her body that she uses instinctively in combat and daily life.

Inventory


w e a p o n s

Walking Stick (2h Stave) (x1)
Shortbow (2h Bow) (x1, x15 Arrows)
Lil Pokey (Dagger) (x1)

a r m o r

Head - Cloth (Padded cloth when travelling)
Chest - Cloth (Padded cloth when travelling)
Left Arm - Heavy Leather (bracer)
Right Arm - Heavy Leather (bracer)
Left Leg - Cloth
Right Leg - Cloth

e q u i p m e n t

Sand Skiff - a small, lightweight craft with a large sail used to traverse the desert in conditions of high wind. The cabin is sheltered for sandstorms.
Buddy - An adolescent Dhuuna. Large and docile, these pack-beasts are around the same size as Borneo Pygmy Elephant. Their leathery skin and armoured plating protects them from harsh conditions whilst the fatty lumps hanging off their abdomen store reserves of water.
Hang Glider - A large kite on a thin, hollow metal frame that can be used by one person to glide in the air.

Info


a p p e a r a n c e
Abaegel is shorter, stockier and more amorphous than your usual Fae. Her skin is tan from her days spent under the sun, her hair is white and unruly but her eyebrows are a dark brown. Her eyes are a dullish pale grey. She has a potato nose and long pointed ears, often sunburnt. Her outfits are loose fitting and suitable for the climate but not for combat. She often wears a headscarf and colourful garments when she’s settled; when travelling, she wears heavy robes, sturdy slippers and a wide-brimmed hat with a full face veil. Peeking just out of her hairline is the start of a largeish scar on her scalp that she uses her hair to cover.

p e r s o n a l i t y
Abaegel bears the tell-tale signs of a woman forced to mature too quickly. She fluctuates between being self-sufficient and sensible to fooling around and making lighthearted jokes. Often restless and always fidgety, Abaegel has a boundless amount of energy that spills into her everyday life and fuels her moments of irrationality, those famous “fuck-it-let’s-give-this-a-shot” ideas that every young adult has been guilty of before. She’s a bit of a show-off and enjoys rampantly abusing her magic to the detriment of her energy levels, becoming quick to tire as her constant little party tricks accumulate on top of the more complex and fatiguing spellcraft.

Abaegel’s perfectionism is probably her most defining feature. She’ll literally work herself to exhaustion if left unchecked and sets herself nigh-impossible goals to attain, as if she’s been recently deprived of strength and power. She adapts her demeanor somewhat to suit the company she is in, though more often than not she will remain warm, friendly, playful and welcoming to strangers. Her keen gut instinct means that even if she can’t exactly avoid trouble, she was well equipped for getting herself out of whatever screw-up she inevitably lands herself in. Even if she acts like a dumb-ass from time to time, no-one is more aware of their own fragility than Abaegel. Almost everything she does is humbled by the constant reminder that she is weaker and less experienced than most of the people around her. Abaegel isn’t afraid of running away from fights she can’t handle and has a healthy amount of common sense that inhibits her impulsive behaviour from time to time. This common sense is in a constant state of conflict with her curiosity, which sometimes gets the better of her. Her eagerness to discover and learn often gets her into weird and dangerous situations.

l i k e s
Large, open areas
Hang gliding
Spicy food
Parlour tricks
Colourful trinkets

d i s l i k e s
Her own frailty
Gleekons (Fear)
Cramped, dark spaces (Claustrophobia)
The inability to move freely 
Chafing

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Cassandra "Elwyn" Lazareth


s p e c i e s
Human

a g e
34

h e i g h t / w e i g h t
5'9" / 132 Lbs

g e n d e r
Female

Attributes


s t a t s
Strength 7
Agility 14
Endurance 8
Will 15
Intelligence 16
Charisma 12

s k i l l s
Major Magic Caster: Cassandra is extremely capable in conjuring up rather complex spells. She sports a great deal of combat spells, as well as the ability to conjure up basic curses, shape-shift into various different animals, and utilize telepathy.
Dark Magic: Cassandra was taught dark magic by her fae clan master and is capable of conjuring up various spells. She can artificially create darkness into projectiles as well as to temporarily blind her opponents. In addition, she can also use it to morph into a cloud of black gas, disappear into any shadowy/shady surface, temporarily protect her skin from the sun, mind control weak-minded characters, and utilize it in other complex rituals amongst others. However, since her departure from her clan, she rarely has to utilize these abilities unless it's absolutely necessary or beneficiary to her own goals.
Aura Sense: Cassandra's attuned senses to the realm of magic allows her to feel the magical energies present in all living beings. allowing to identify who and who doesn't have magic.
Herbalist: Cassandra has an extensive knowledge regarding the various different herbs found in the world, using them to create various medicines, potions, or in some cases as sacrifices.

Inventory


w e a p o n s
Rapier (1) (Can morph into a parasol when not in battle)
Silver Dagger (1)

a r m o r
Head - Black Silk Hood (When outside)
Chest - Black Silk Robe
Left Arm - N/A (Sometimes Black Lace)
Right Arm - N/A (Sometimes Black Lace)
Left Leg - N/A (Sometimes Black Tights)
Right Leg - N/A (Sometimes Black Tights)

e q u i p m e n t
Parasol - (1) Cassandra carries a parasol whenever she is going outside to protect her sensitive skin. This parasol can quickly morph into a rapier if she is forced into combat.
Dark Tome - (1) A book that explains various spells regarding dark magic and anything else involved with it. It can also be used to deflect projectile-based spells
Coin Purse - (1) Platinum (x0)
Gold (x6)
Silver (x4)
Copper (x9)
Jewelry - (7) Cassandra has two golden necklaces that wrap around her neck, with one containing a single orange gem. She also wears a silver and a golden thin bracelet on each wrist, and an emerald green ring on her right index finger.

Info


a p p e a r a n c e
Bathed in ghostly-white pale skin, Cassandra emanates a hauntingly seductive aura with a frail and oddly graceful undertone. Most of her skin is silky smooth with virtually no blemishes, save for a large greyish-scar that runs down her backside. The other most notable thing one often notices are her golden amber-colored eyes that illuminate in a warm glow, which becomes more prominent as they are surrounded thick coat of black eyeliner and dark-greyish eyebrows on top. Her bleached hair is long and lusciously smooth, reaching down to her mid-back region. Her lips are also coated in black, as well as with her finger and toenails, and sports two black discs that act as her earrings. 

She primarily wears all black clothing, usually being that of a thin black cloak with skimpish black lace underneath. 

p e r s o n a l i t y
Brooding and mysterious, Cassandra often lurks in the shadows while observing the world flying past her with almost solemn indifference. For many she would give off an imposing or dangerous aura, causing many to scurry away or down right ignore her. However, despite her imposing looks and her history as a dark witch, Cassandra had retired from life as a force for chaos and finds herself alone within her personal solitude as a resident apothecary and soothsayer in her local town.

While she doesn't mind being left alone, she is perfectly capable in diving into various concepts of interests with anyone she finds interesting, often being rather flirtatious to individuals that she happens to like. At worst, she can act rather cold and moody towards others - usually seen whenever she is forced to go outside her home for any number of reasons - often brushing them off or flat-out ignoring them. She is also rather patient and while she rarely gets angry, many fear what an ex-dark sorceress would do if anyone pushed her to that very point. 

l i k e s
- Darkness
- Fine Wine and Dining
- Flirting
- Reading
- Dark Clothing
- Cozy Rooms

d i s l i k e s
- Her old master
- Her past self
- Arrogancy
- Light (hurts her skin)
- Manual Labor

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n a m e Asante 

s p e c i e s Human

a g e 19

g e n d e r Male
Attributes

s t a t s

Strength - 10
Agility - 17
Endurance - 13
Intelligence - 13
Will - 11
Charisma - 7

s k i l l s

Navigation
Particularly skilled at reading the stars in order to get his bearings and make his way through the desert.
Boga Handling
Adept at maneuvering the creatures and calming them down when needed.
Lock-picking
Asante has studied many types of locks and how to open them. When all else fails he's got explosives though.
Trap Dismantling
Learned in different kinds of traps and how to spot and disarm them, or otherwise render them ineffective.
Minor Magic
Asante can preform only the most basic magics, anything beyond that is currently out of his power.

Inventory

w e a p o n s

Flintlock Pistol
Kept tightly strapped to his person, the rudimentary pistol is used more to ward off danger than to kill. Shots fired at distant foes rarely hit their mark, but it keeps them away. The gun has it's uses.
Scimitar
A sharpened sword worn proudly on the hip. While he usually lets others handle the bulk of combat, Asante is proficient with the blade and the sight of it sometimes helps to deter would-be thieves.
Dagger
A short dagger Asante keeps concealed in his pants leg. The blade is only 4 inches long, but it gets the job done.

a r m o r

Head - None
Chest - Cloth
Left Arm - Boga Leather Bracer
Right Arm - Boga Leather Bracer
Left Leg - Boga Leather Greaves
Right Leg - Boga Leather Greaves

e q u i p m e n t
(attached to his person unless carried in a bag)
Large powder bag x2
Small explosives x5
Rudimentary explosives x2
Slingshot x1
Small pipe x1
Grappling hook x1
Jeweled scarab brooch x1
Ammo bag x1
Lead balls for the sling or pistol
Canvas knapsack x1
Dried rations (week's worth)
Small water skin
Cactus fruits x2
Woven blanket x1
Hemp rope (30ft)
Bandages (10ft)
Small jar of salve x1
Bundle of hemp
Bundle of Skavverscare
Coin purse x1
Silver x3
Copper x48
Small cut sapphire

Info

a p p e a r a n c e
Asante is a lithe young man of average height. His thin, flexible frame lets him more easily move through sands and ruins. He keeps his dark hair relatively short and wears breathable clothes in order to keep cool. He has bright blue eyes that perhaps hint to his perfect vision, letting him see over many miles or make things out more clearly at a distance. His tanned skin is common among the humans in the Exiled Lands. At times he enjoys adorning himself in jewels, but never does so when out on a mission.

p e r s o n a l i t y
Asante owes his life to the Sunrunners, and this fact deeply affects how he acts within the guild. He goes out of his way to make a name for himself and assist his seniors, giving near everything he earns on jobs to the guild's treasury. Although Asante prefers to think things over and may question a party leader's orders at times, he won't disobey them unless he feels his own life is in direct danger. Speaking of lives, he has no qualms about about any of his juniors being left to die if it means completing a mission. Although young, he was near-raised in the guild and there are plenty older though less skilled members that might as well be his juniors - and he considers them as such. He doesn't hold much love for those people, and he is often cold toward them. In general, Asante is a young man of few words, but he'll speak up when he thinks it's needed. He enjoys his alone time, and is on his own more often than not in the base, but at heart he is an extrovert and likes being in a group, though he won't admit that. Sometimes he will seek out scholars or older members returning from missions just to hear them tell stories, which makes him feel at ease. He doesn't pry into others' business and doesn't like people nosing around his either. Although Asante is aloof and unfriendly at first, forging a friendship with him means you've earned a life long friend. He begins to act more like a normal fun-loving adolescent when he feels comfortable around someone. 

l i k e s

Being around others
Stargazing
Smoking
Exploring
Learning

d i s l i k e s

Others knowing he likes being around them
Lazy people
Being indebted
Being in confined spaces
People who act before thinking

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s p e c i e s: Human

a g e: 32

h e i g h t / w e i g h t: 5’10”/ 193 lbs

g e n d e r: Male

Attributes


s t a t s

Strength - 14
Agility - 14
Endurance - 20
Will - 10
Intelligence - 10
Charisma - 6

s k i l l s

Battle Instincts: Vardi is well-versed in weaponry and martial combat, an earned skill from his Battlerage days. He can grasp the strengths and weaknesses of an individual soldier, or an entire army’s stratagem, but he doesn’t have the tact, or the patience, to detail it to others.
Basic Magic: Most Battleragers are trained in the basic principles of learned magic. Vardi, while a natural in physical combat, needs enchanted armor pieces to amplify his efforts on this front. Vardi can summon basic fire, ice, and wind spells, all of which can only ignite from the clawed-tips of his magic gauntlets.
Superior Stamina: I know not what devices spur his relentless savagery, but pray he never holds a grudge against you.
Basic Enchanted Armor Smithing: Vardi is a pragmatist that only smiths to maintain his armor—especially the gauntlets—and his alone. This skill was birthed by necessity, for he grew tired of being at the whim of an unreliable blacksmith whenever his armor broke down. Vardi’s smithing is uninspired, crude, and often inconsistent, but it works well enough for his standards. On the rare occasion he needs the expertise of a Master Blacksmith, it will be, without a doubt, an unpleasant business transaction for all parties involved.

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Devil's Teeth: These Battlerage mementoes are an ambitious design, the result of a tumultuous collaboration between fae and dwarven inventors. While these items can’t produce magic independently, it can amplify its user’s abilities. In order to maintain elemental influxes, the gauntlet’s durability also increases when magic is activated via alchemical reaction. The gauntlet’s clawed-finger tips are the primary emission sources; Vardi can activate these claws when summoning magic or for melee purposes. Even with these enchanted gloves, Vardi can’t summon elemental projectiles; he can only supercharge the gauntlet’s claws with whatever element he uses. Therefore, whatever he touches will be effected by the magic currently activated.

a r m o r

Head - None
Chest - Hepatizon Cuirass
Left Arm - Devil's Fang Gauntlet
Right Arm - Devil's Fang Gauntlet
Left Leg - Leather Boot
Right Leg - Leather Boot

e q u i p m e n t
Note: These items are kept in pouches strewn along his utility belt. 


Painkiller Vials: Sure, it dulls the pain, but it mainly prevents him from succumbing to rage, especially when in the thick of battle.
Mana Vials: This is used to cool down his gauntlets at the end of battle, or when he’s rapidly switching elements without delay. These prevent combustive overreactions between its special metals and magic-boosting properties.
Dwarven Armor Repair Kit: Uncommon smithing tools meant for on-the-go repairs. Their imbued metal properties allow for mending of slight indentations, cracks, and breaks.
Currency: 10 silver and 10 copper.

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a p p e a r a n c e
This man is not a towering beast, but a dangerous one nonetheless. The cold grey in his eyes, the left, slightly mangled by a tragically healed scar, are portals to savagery. His rugged, dark brown hair is kept at neck length; Strands that grow any further are cut with the sharp ends of his gauntlets. Facial grooming is based on however he feels, shaving only when growing a thick beard becomes a nuisance. His long-sleeved brown tunic is made with the same breathable leathers as his slacks and boots, but it also has a fur-capped hood for colder climates. The Hepatizon cuirass and gauntlets, vestiges of his past life, look beaten and weathered down. 

p e r s o n a l i t y
Vardi was always a crude vagrant. He was a menace then, before The Night Twins branded the left side of his face with fire acid, and he is a menace now, perhaps more than ever, because of it. What stands before you is a man subdued by vengeance and anger. It is permanently creased into his demeanor, constantly brewing, waiting to be unearthed. Whatever goodness is left in his ashen heart is kept, sparingly, for a select few. This comes as no surprise, what with having been burned (figuratively & literally) by those who were once close to him. Vardi’s softer side is usually exclusive towards people who remind him of the good from his past. His accent has a southern drawl. It reverberates with his deep voice like the hull of a wooden ship, groaning in turbulent seas.  

l i k e s

Fighting
Any thrill-seeking situation that involves physical risk.
Destroying things
Drinking
Gleekons
Hunting Gleekons for sport
Sand sledding

d i s l i k e s

The Night Twins, Zephrot & Icom
Authority - more so being told what to do
Formalities
Snooty personalities
Fixing his equipment

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Iyana Tas


s p e c i e s: Fae

a g e: 99 (Young)

h e i g h t / w e i g h t: 174cm, 58kg

g e n d e r: Female ♀


Attributes


s t a t s

Strength - 12
Agility - 19
Endurance - 12
Will - 12
Intelligence - 8
Charisma - 8

s k i l l s

Swordplay - Iyana has honed her sword skill for most of her life so far. While good compared to most fae, she could be considered a master amongst the shorter-lived races. She can fight with either arm, but favors her right.
Shock Magic - The Tas family style of shock magic has been passed down to Iyana. It imbues her sword strikes with electric charge. Even a small cut from the sword will jerk the muscles of the victim involuntarily, disrupting their form and creating openings. Iyana is limited to small zaps only. She cannot perform feats of electrocution like the family masters.
Acrobatics - Iyana is proficient in remaining balanced in almost any condition. She's also well-versed in climbing, sneaking about, and other feats of dexterity.



Inventory


w e a p o n s

Carries a curved, single-edged sword named Arc
Has a backup sword named Bolt. It's slightly sorter and wider.

a r m o r

Head - None, but she likes wide brimmed hats.
Chest - Several layers of protective cloth. They keep out the sun, cold, and sand.
Left Arm - Steel bracer for deflecting attacks in an emergency.
Right Arm - Another steel bracer.
Left Leg - Long socks.
Right Leg - Long socks.

e q u i p m e n t

Canvas Pack
Sharpening stones
Maintenance oil
Rations (1 week)
Light rope (10m)
Spare clothes
Small aid kit
Gauze (3m)
Alcohol (500ml)
Scissors
Leather-bound journal
Charcoal pencils x8
Money Pouch 
Silver x1
Copper x23
Thick Leather Waterskin (full)

Info


a p p e a r a n c e
Iyana is a fae teen who is about to mature into adulthood. She's not quite at the full height of an adult fae, nor the proper weight for a toned swordswoman. Her skin is tanned from long hours of training in the sun. To protect herself from the sun, she wears multiple layers of airy robes over tight underclothes. The layers also double as helpful protection from the bone-chilling desert cold at night. Instead of proper armor, she relies on hidden metal bracers to deflect strikes if she cannot simply dodge or parry the attack. Some may find her gaze uncanny, as she never seems to blink while one looks at her. 

p e r s o n a l i t y
Iyana is unfamiliar with almost every situation. She has only ever known her training. As a result, when it comes to non-combat skills or social interactions, she is unsure of her actions and constantly being surprised. She loves to learn new things, but is deathly afraid of failure. This, combined with her upbringing, has led to a crippling polarization in her skillset and personality. She will be confident and assertive during a fight, only to immediately shirk away and clam up when asked about it afterwards.

l i k e s
Dueling
Sleeping
Learning new things
Dried fruit
Sweets


d i s l i k e s
Dislikes
Insectoids and arachnids
Spicy food - curry most of all
Crowded areas
Fears
Her family
Failure
Large bodies of water (only passable at swimming, clothes are heavy and weigh down)

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Adam ‘Birdsong’ Rahim


s p e c i e s Human

a g e 42

h e i g h t / w e i g h t 5"11 // 60kg

g e n d e r Male

Attributes


s t a t s (All stats are on a scale of 1-20)

Strength - 8
Agility - 10
Endurance - 14
Will - 18
Intelligence - 18
Charisma - 14

s k i l l s

Arcane Adept - Adam has spent much of his life training in the ways of magic, and claims aptitude in several schools of spellcraft. His premier is healing, and the subtle art of repairing the body and soul.
Desert Chemist - More than once has Adam recognised a mere weed as the last ingredient in a medicine that has saved a life. His former profession has taught him better than to rely on the logistics corps to create a working supply line, and to find faith instead in what you can get for yourself.
Surgeon-Soldier - It would be awfully daring to claim that his swordsmanship is anywhere near as good as his skill at doctoring, and at surgery, but it's not like he's never used one or never gotten training with it. The rest of his education wasn't bad either.
Linguist - There are some souls who die out there, in the freezing cold of the night, some of them dying alone; but not Adam. 'He who seeketh mine aid need not speak the language of my ears, only the words of my heart.' Half out of paranoia and half for the purposes of his job, Adam has taken to learning languages. He now speaks several of the more common ones fluently enough and has at least a familiarity with most of what you might find out there.


Inventory


w e a p o n s

A Survival Knife, kept sharp, with a serrated reverse side. (one)
A Steel longsword, slightly curved for ease of use and maintenance. (one)
A Steel shortsword, with a straight blade for use in tight spaces. (one)
A Hunting Bow, more for the utility than for any real fighting. (one)

a r m o r

Head - Layered cloth wrapping, for protection from the sun and the sand.
Chest - Padded cotton, with two separate layers of dull, uncoloured silk. Around his waist there is in excess of three seemingly redundant, but strong and well made, leather belts.
Left Arm - Cotton, with a brass band along the forearm
Right Arm - Cotton, with an iron band along the forearm
Left Leg - Padded cotton trousers, with flexible boots and an iron rod woven across the front like a sabaton.
Right Leg - Padded cotton trousers, with flexible boots and a brass rod woven across the front like a sabaton.

e q u i p m e n t

Traveller’s Backpack
Rations of dense bread, dried meats, and dried fruits. Utilitarian, but diverse and nutritious. Enough for three days assuming good rationing practice.
A Doctor’s Bag, containing…
Two rolls of cotton bandages, totalling 8m length between them
A clay jar containing treated cotton fluff – used for fashioning dressings with bandages.
A kit containing other components for a variety of wound dressings
A set of herb and plant extracts in glass phials, labelled cryptically
A pouch of small pills, made of a substance not unlike salt and clay, dried out – the pouch is labelled ‘for fevers’
Three unlabelled jars, one clearly containing charcoal, the others containing creams or ointments of odd texture, cryptic purpose, and no smell.
A set of primitive ceramic syringes with alloy needle tips
A surgical and suture kit
A wooden bowl, nicely sanded and varnished
A decent bedroll and sleeping bag
A jar of honey
A bottle of very strong, neutral tasting alcohol
A waterskin, about half full
9m’s worth of thin, strong cord
A set of wooden rods
16 X Iron broadhead arrows
A roll of string, 3m in length.
A large sheet of fabric, about the size where it could be used as a cloak, the colour of sand. It’s normally draped over the rest of his backpack to cover it from sand.
A flint, used with the serrated edge of his survival knife to start fires.
A journal, and a charcoal pencil to write in it.


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a p p e a r a n c e
Adam Rahim stands at 5”11 and 60kg. He’s a reasonably skinny guy, toned enough to show his fitness but quite plainly below the average in terms of strength. His hair is dark, just showing the beginnings of silver touchings above his ears and through the peak of his beard; his skin is a dark tan, by birth and by the grace of the desert sun. He has a pleasant face with a nice, easy, resting smile, and warm eyes. On his face there is only one scar – a thin, largely faded blade mark, on the left side of his chin. It is normally hidden by his facial hair. Underneath his clothes, there are a number of other scars on his torso from stab wounds, a couple of what look like they might have been very serious abrasions or erosions, and one quite obvious burn on his right pectoral. These scars have not, however, marred the fine and intricate tattoo work on his shoulders and above his heart – fine black lines of script, arranged in beautiful and painstaking patterns - around a symbol of a staff and a single snake, coiling stylistically around the body of the staff. The staff itself is encircled by a black ring of the aforementioned script, and it is present on his chest (slightly to the left of the sternum, tilted to the right), and on both arms in smaller variants.
Though it is hardly common knowledge, these tattoos are the signifiers of rank and station within the Asperan military. His in particular show that he is a member of the medical corps, and that his position is as a battlefield surgeon and healer. There are subtle hints as well that he is a practitioner of magic, but these are concealed amongst the vows, oaths, and poetry of the rest of the text, easily visible only to those who know to look.

p e r s o n a l i t y
Adam Rahim gained the nickname ‘Birdsong’ because there is no direct translation from the Asperan language’s word he was originally called by – the closest meaning in our language would be ‘a man whose heart belongs to birds’, or ‘someone very easily distracted by daydreams of places where birdsong echoes’. Needless to say it’s a lot more eloquent in that language – but it is very telling about the man himself; he in indeed a daydreamer, and a starry eyed idealist, who grew up on beautiful stories about another place where forests grow and birds sing in the mists of morning. He is kind, thoughtful, and insightful, his life coloured by the paint of optimism and faith in human goodwill. Perhaps most marked, however, is his curiosity, and his love of adventure. He originally joined the army to ‘… go and see the world.’ It was wanderlust and the desire to go and see beautiful sights that first brought him to the Sunrunners Guild – he has yet to regret it.

l i k e s
Adam is a man of relatively simple pleasures. He likes to see new things, he likes to revisit old things he's seen before, he likes to help people out, he likes a little wine...


New sights and experiences
Old sights and experiences he has fond memories of
Lending aid to those in need, and the practice of medicine
Wine - preferably cold, white wine.
Bathing or splashing his face with cold water
Recording his journeys in his diary
Campfires with friends
The sound of birds singing


d i s l i k e s

War
The taste of fever medication
Bad dreams
Being confined indoors for long periods of time
Dispassionate, cold, unfeeling people
Doing harm
Dusty hands
Sandstorms, especially without shelter

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Buldgie Rockstopper


s p e c i e s
Dwarf

a g e
190
h e i g h t / w e i g h t
4'5, 120lbs

g e n d e r
Male

Attributes


s t a t s (All stats are on a scale of 1-20)

Strength - 16
Agility - 9
Endurance - 13
Will - 7
Intelligence - 9
Charisma - 14

s k i l l s

Blacksmithing - Buldgie has put over a century of dedicated practice into the art of metalworking. Though materials are scarce, he is well-known for his ability to reforge high quality products from broken and scavenged metal objects.
Long Hours - Buldgie has spent innumerable nights standing by his forge, working on time consuming projects. He needs less sleep than the common man, and gets work done faster as a result without detriment to quality.
Explosives - Buldgie has a bit of a hobby dealing with, producing and controlling explosives from his time in the mines. He maintained this hobby despite moving out into the desert.

Inventory


w e a p o n s

 Blacksmith Hammer (1h) (x1)
Knuckledusters (X2)
Shrapnel bombs (x12)
 Metal shield (x1)

a r m o r

Head - Leather
Chest - Leather and cloth
Left Arm - Leather and plate
Right Arm - Leather and plate
Left Leg - Leather and cloth
Right Leg - Leather and cloth

e q u i p m e n t

Portable Forge - More akin to an oven on a sled, this squat box of stone has an anvil resting on top. Abaegel’s Dhuuna, Buddy, drags the load.
Smithy Gear - Resting on Buddy’s saddle packs are the tools required for Buldgie’s work. Hammers, tongs, buckets and a few premade moulds are among the list of things the poor creature has to carry.
 Fireworks and Dynamite - Every time Buldgie leaves a town, he uses his knowledge of crafting explosives to perform a brief fireworks show for the locals to thank them for their business and hospitality. The dynamite is similarly a constant, as it's a good tool to eliminate roadblocks on their route.

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a p p e a r a n c e
Broad shouldered and stern of brow, Buldgie's physique has been moulded over decades of long, hard laborious work. His fiery hair is kept short and out of the way but, as per dwarven tradition, his beard is untouched. The markings covering his face are painted in thick black oily gunge built up from his tools; they denote his status as a blacksmith with the added bonus of reducing glare to his eyes. His arms and shoulders are peppered with burn scars of varying severity. His hands are calloused and fingertips cracked; the searing heat has set the scowling lines into his features with all the assured precision of his hammer on softened metal. Though he prides himself in his craft, he seldom wears plate armour that isn't affixed onto leather and makes sure it is nowhere near bare skin, for the burning sun can melt his body to his work. The sole exception to the rule is his codpiece. He always, always wears a cup.

p e r s o n a l i t y
Buldgie is a curmudgeon and a salesman. He's loud, boisterous, and hard to miss in a crowd. As master of his own forge for over a century, Buldgie is accustomed to managing his own and naturally carries himself with an ease bordering on arrogance. He takes pride in his reputation and works hard to maintain it. He enjoys being the centre of attention, though perhaps not for the right reasons. He's old, and uses this as an excuse for his somewhat derisive comments towards women, Fae and the natives of the deserts. He also uses his age and experience to explain why he is almost always right, even if he isn't.

Underneath all the flair and colour of his demeanor lies an old veteran of the wastes, a master craftsman and a commendable survivalist. These traits are so heavily engrained into his psyche that they bleed into his showmanship. When the situation calls for a level head and some quick decision making, he's quick to stop griping about his aching old bones and start getting him and all he cares for back into safety - even if it is to continue complaining about his hip in peace.

l i k e s
Peace and quiet
Cool, dark places
Mindless labour
Good food

d i s l i k e s
The Fae
Scavvers
Gleekos
Loss of bodily function [Fear]

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Sir Walter Matthews Of Hamfast


s p e c i e s Human

a g e 29

h e i g h t / w e i g h t 6’2” | 180 lbs.

g e n d e r Male

Attributes


s t a t s
Strength - 15
Agility - 14
Endurance - 18
Will - 8
Intelligence - 10
Charisma - 12

s k i l l s
Skill in question - Description of skill
Archetype: Knight Of Hamfast 
Chivalric Training - Knights Of Hamfast are trained in something called, “The Chivalry Of Man,” which emphasizes the abilities that Humans possess that Fae and Dwarves lack. It is martial, teaching the greatbow, the use of plate armor, and the use of the longsword, shortsword, and shield, and skills based teaching horsemanship, animal husbandry, and basic survival skills.
Longsword Favor - Most Knights Of Hamfast take the longsword as their favored weapon. Their style is fluid, and makes careful use of every part of a blade explicitly to maximize the death one can deal with it. He is a particularly excellent duelist.
Might Of Man - Those from the lands under the control of the Hamfast family make great displays of strength their goal, as it shows the strength of humanity. One such feat of strength is called the Trial Of Man. In two stages, one must first defeat two unarmed Dwarves at once while similarly unarmed, then pry open their chest cavity and consume their liver and heart. This is done again with a pair of Fae. Walter Matthews succeeded.
’Neath A Dog’s Sigil - The Knight Order Of Hamfast trains with hounds, for the explicit purpose of hunting Fae and Dwarves. The animals they train follow orders well, and swiftly. Many Fae and Dwarves familiar with the various Human lineages may know well the sigil of the three gold stacked harriers on a field of green.
Bone Breaker - Out of leisure, rather than out of any particular chivalric duty, Walter Matthews learned unarmed melee fighting. His preference has developed into a skill, and he is now a troubling foe. His grapples, locks, and even punches are all built to allow him to transition into bone breakages upon successful strikes.
Hated Race: Fae - Throughout his life, Walter Matthews has developed a deep hatred of the Fae, and has made a point of killing many and collecting their scalps as a threat against the folk. He has even made a study of their anatomy for the explicit purposes of gutting them when he encounters them. He has had to suppress his urges since his exile from home...

Inventory


w e a p o n s
Longsword (Steel), “Dog Tooth” (1)
Hatchet (Iron), 1
Dagger (Iron) Puncture, (2)
Spade (Iron) Sharpened Edge, (1)


a r m o r
Head 
A steel hounskull helmet. The forger’s initials, LG, are printed on the inside. The phrase, “My work is done only when your skull is in pieces, good Hound Of Hamfast,” is printed against the lower back edge of the piece. An aventail is attached. He wears a coif beneath the piece.
Chest  
A brown combat jupon that stops at the upper middle arm. It has several replacement patches where heraldry would have gone. It has taken some damage but has been repaired professionally lately.
A black brigandine. It appears to have seen some use, but is otherwise in a state of good function. It fits well, and is comfortable to wear independent of additional support.
A beige gambeson. It is well maintained, and has patches and various points of repair along it. The original craftsman’s tag has been removed. It still has the Hamfast heraldry patched over the breast.
He wears a rich-looking tunic, that looks to be woven of a very fine, flaxen material. Not many pieces like it exist. It is, in fact, woven from the hair of many Fae. It glistens in the light, is soft, and has many shades of white and gold.
He carries a leather satchel, which is padded and hangs over his left shoulder and falls to rest above his belt. The leather is tanned Dwarf hide, and is very thick and reliable. The name, “Nori,” stamped into it. A cruel indicator of the skin’s previous owner?
Arms 

Steel pauldrons and vambraces.
Legs  
He wears simple brown hose, and dog leather boots.
Chain chausses covering the whole legs.
Greeves, cuisse, and a poleyn, all of steel.

e q u i p m e n t
Water Canteen (x3)
Canvas Tent Kit
Leather Bound Journal
Poisoned Ink Well
Peacock Feather Quill
Herb Kit
Fae Jerky (1-Day) (x5)

Info


a p p e a r a n c e
Those of Walter Matthews's bloodline are of a tall pale sort, with narrow features and squinted blue or brown eyes. His messy brown hair is jaw length, and he wears a thick unkempt beard since his banishment by his father. Most of his height is in his legs, and he is fit by necessity of his military work and training.

p e r s o n a l i t y
Like most from the Hamfast region, his personality has developed from a hatred of Fae and Dwarves. From a young age he was taught the superiority of the Human species, and he developed as a person filled with hate and rage that cooled into a knowledgeable distaste in his current age. In Hamfast he sought to improve community infrastructure and works. The easiest way, he figures, to improve any one community is to kill the Fae and Dwarves. Fae breed too much due to their longevity, Dwarves are too stocky to be useful on the hunt or in an effective mining community. Central to these hatreds is his appreciation of a Great Central Spirit, which is said by the people of Hamfast to have originated all Humans. Humans, by virtue of being originated by this central spirit, were greater. His personal worship of the two Repentant Spirits that created the Fae and Dwarves in a fit of anger with the Central Spirit marks his general view of the world and interactions with others: Apologize, and learn from your mistakes. The Rat demon demands the tongues of Dwarves, while the Dog demon demands the ears of the Fae. The rest is, by the demands of the central spirit, all utility in the same way that animal parts are for utility. 

l i k e s
Hunting, and the slaying of animals, Fae, and Dwarves. He enjoys tending to the after-hunt chores most of all. Horses and horse riding are particular joys of his. Stemming from his enjoyment of hunting, is his enjoyment of cooking and meat. Of his more wholesome enjoyments is his appreciation of grass, the smell of rain, and thunder storms. He appreciates particularly the hard work of his father, and he has a secret love of rats. Especially as pets.

d i s l i k e s
Fae and Dwarves are inferior beings, as are those that cannot make decisions well enough. His noble status has driven him to find outrage with others holding expectations of him, and he shirks polite order often as a result. This has lead to a dislike of self reflective behavior. Quietly he believes that traders and the Sunrunners both are charlatans, and that his father is a challenge granted to him by the Rat demon. The intention, of course, is for him to develop into a man of similar grandeur to the challenge that is his father. Those of his caste often dislike peasants and dirty folk, as well as taxes that demand his income. As a curiosity though he sees himself as something of an anarchist, disliking social hierarchy as a whole.

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