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Name
Caleb Derrius Evermoore III

Race
Half-Elf (Other)

Gender
Male

Age
32 (physically mid-twenties)

Appearance
Wiry build, 6'1", 164 lbs. (without kit). Typically he isn't seen without his armor, a suit of full plate. It's a decent enough suit of armor with a soft blue tabard and an arming doublet underneath. The helmet itself has a cylindrical bucket helmet that he keeps well-polished (most of the time). On the off occasion he's caught out of his armor, his eyes are a sapphire blue and he is quite fair-skinned. His hair is a dark brown and is kept short, and he keeps himself clean-shaven when he can. His entire body is covered in scars, starting with the claw mark across his face, a burn scar on his left cheek, and a part of his right cheek has been torn through to the point that his teeth are visible through it. The rest of his body bears further claw marks, scars from blades, and burn scars, though I will not go into overly-fine detail.

Personality
Friendly and honest, he tries to help others in any way he can. He remains an optimist despite everything he's been through, and keeps a smile on his face most of the time. Can and will make jokes at his own expense. He doffs his armor in private most of the time to clean himself (and it), because he believes others would find his scars unsettling. He enjoys reading in quiet moments, in addition to finding a certain serenity in maintaining his equipment. He dislikes excessively loud settings, fire, and bullies.

Background
Caleb was the son of a minor human lord and a (relatively) young elf who were struck with love at first sight. The pair would have multiple children, but the eldest and the lord's heir was Caleb. His father had enough to ensure that all of his kids were decently educated, ensuring that they were all literate and knew at least basic mathematics. As a child he was protective of his family, getting into a fight to protect a younger sibling on one occasion. He enjoyed the company of his siblings and the instruction of both the tutors his father hired and his officers, who taught him swordcraft and how to ride a horse. When he was merely 14, however, Caleb would have his comfortable life torn away from him as his father's lands were raided by bandits and monsters, who eventually assaulted his home, killed his family, and took him and his youngest sister as captives. He suffered under their captors for three long years, trying and eventually failing to protect the last of his family, making him the last of his line as his sister died in his arms. Eventually, he was found and saved by a group of wandering adventurers who were hired to clear out the now-decrepit castle so that another lord could move into the territory. After making sure he wasn't going to bleed to death, they sent him to the regional capital for a few months while he recovered. Afterwards, he tried to find his own way, only to find himself joining the military in order to make enough money to keep his stomach filled. He spent the next several years fighting in the army, eventually leaving to go find his own way in life once he got back on his feet. His armor and weapons were purchased for him as a parting gift from his commander, however the tabard was something he commissioned himself, so that he might wear his family's colors. He wears the armor at all times mostly because he thinks other people find it less unsettling to talk to a man in full plate than a man who looks, in his own words, "Like some fool who got into a fight with a few white-hot daggers and lost". He now seeks to defend others, so he could save people in need, and be the hero he wish he had years ago. He's been doing this for a while now, but after hearing about the monster problems in the Vale he decided to pay for passage on a ship headed out for Crossroads Keep, determined to keep plying his noble and bloody trade.

Talents
He is a decent athlete, being able to walk and run around in full plate all day, in addition to being rather well-studied in politics and tactics. Above-average medical abilities from stitching up his own wounds on the road for a few years now, but nothing spectacular. He wields lesser divine magic, nothing more powerful than a few lesser healing spells, and the ability to light up his sword with divine fire when situations get desperate. He is, however, a practiced swordsman who's spent the majority of his life either training or fighting, giving him insights onto how to utilize most common weaponry and reasonable skill with a sword and shield. Practiced horseman.

Flaws
Pyrophobia. Some of his scars risk reopening if he pushes himself to his limits. He has an almost single-minded hatred for monsters, causing him to sometimes lose his head. Emotionally, as much as he tries to be strong for whoever needs it, he's not far from a complete emotional breakdown after the long and hard years.

Notable possessions (nothing silly)
x1 Suit of Full Plate (Complete with Arming Doublet and Full Helmet)
x1 Longsword
x1 Heater Shield
X1 Dagger (Boot knife)
x1 Backpack /w daily essentials (food, waterskins, bedroll, etc)
x1 Maintenance Kit (Nonmagical blade and armor oils, polish, whetstone)
x1 Healer's kit (bandages, poultices, strong alcohol for both a disinfectant and painkiller, needle and thread)
x1 50-ft length of hempen rope.

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Druuk

Half Orc

Male

30

Druuk has green skin, green hair, and red eyes, making his orcish heritage very obvious. Not that he would ever try to hide it, at this point it's a mark of pride for him. He keeps his hair cut short and naturally doesn't grow much facial hair.

He stands tall at 6'5, his heavy set build weighing 255 pounds is offset both by his height and also the fact a lot of his weight is muscle.

He wears relatively light hide armour, his skin is thicker than a normal humans which offers some protection, also his fighting style lends itself more to armour that affords mobility over something heavier like chain or plate.

He is covered in many scars. Some from battle, some from beatings at the hand of his former master. He wears them with honour, he survived many hardships before, he will survive more in the future.

Druuk is a bit of a crass individual. He doesn't particularly enjoy the company of other people. He tolerates them because he understands the concept of power in numbers. When in a group Druuk will sit back and obverse the dynamics of the others, trying to get a feel for where he will fit in.

Mother captured by orcs, she was rescued but not before bad stuff happened

Brought to the nearest city, but with no way to survive on her own she was sold into slavery

Druuk is born, she barely survives but keeps him and works hard so her master would let her keep him.

Orc children grow up fast, half Orc children are the same. By age 2 Druuk was able to help with tasks so his mother wasn't working alone.

At age 5 his mother died. She had been unwell his entire life, and she just couldn't fight anymore. Druuk was left alone with a cruel master

At age 10 Druuk was offered a deal, he could fight in the arenas, and as long as he won he wouldn't have to work. He took the deal, and he was good at it.

He started fighting captured monsters, then moved on to other people. He wouldn't kill them though unless they were a criminal or they asked for death. Druuk prayed to the god of battle that those he killed as a mercy would be allowed in his halls since they died as warriors.

After 15 long years Druuk bought his freedom. But he was a former slave who could barely read, he knew his career prospects weren't great. So he did what he knew, he fought. He travelled the land to other arenas. He became a bit of a legend, a true Gladiator.

He would sometimes take students, those who wished to know how to fight like him. He would help how he could, but the only way to fight like Druuk was to do it to stay alive for your whole life.

Eventually Druuk grew tired of the life he was living. He heard rumours of a strange land, and he grew intrigued. Perhaps there he could find a real challenge.

Druuk has fought all kinds of opponents for most of his life. He has a very mobile fighting style and can use almost any weapon effectively. He's also quite adept at making due with whatever he has on hand and using that as a weapon. And if all else fails, he can always count on his own two hands.

His orcish heritage gives him minor resistance to slashing and piercing damage to his person, as well as some minor heat and cold resistance. It's not much, but it's better than nothing.

He also has a pretty mean glare and can make nearly anyone think twice before messing with him.

While he doesn't view it as a flaw, his obvious orcish features often put him at a large disadvantage in social situations. And in general Druuk is not good at handling social situations with grace.

While Druuk may put on the lone wolf act he is in fact quite afraid of being alone in his life. This will lead to him going to absurd lengths to help those he is with so that he doesn't lose them.

Druuk doesn't have many possessions, and almost all of them are practical. While his preferred weapon is a flail he also carries a longsword and several javelins, along with a shield.
He also always wears a necklace that is a simple chain with a small ring on it. The ring belonged to his mother before she died.

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