@Mag LevHere goes!
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Name: Arlo Hedgewick Joffen
Aliases: Joff
Age: 42
Race/Ethnicty: Human
Place of Origin: Havarth
Gender: Male
Class/Job: Farmer
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Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 75 stat point to assign between the six stats.
Strength: 20Dexterity: 12Constitution: 20Intelligence: 4Wisdom: 6Charisma: 2--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Height: 5'11"
Weight: 190 pounds
Build: Sturdy and rugged.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: A mite tan.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None notable.
Day To Day Attire: A basic tunic, nothing special. It's often dirty.
Strengths: Max of 3
[*He's been working hard in the fields all his life, and as such has considerable stamina and a formidable practical strength.]
[*He's too stupid to be afraid of most things. This can work to his advantage if, say, an angry giant isn't expecting Joff to be dumb enough to actually run up and stab it in the eye with a hay baler.]
[*Joff is a very hard worker. If he can't get what he wants right off the bat, then he'll just keep on trying until he eventually gets it.]
Weaknesses: Minimal of 3
[*Joff lacks an expert's skill at fighting. He's been in a few scraps with other farmers, but that's it. He doesn't know what he's doing most of the time.]
[*He's too stupid to be afraid of most things. This can suck if he, for example, charges at a mad chimera and it rips his head off without hesitation.]
[*Joff has terrible social skills. He's annoying, ignorant, and rude.]
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Stubborn * Bold * Ignorant * Tactless
Sexuality: Joff takes what he can get.
Relationship Status: His wife died of blood farts, so he's single and loving it.
Personality: Joff is like a honey badger in human form. He's a single-minded creature living off the fat of the land, working day and night just to make a living. He is stuck in the old ways and would sooner trek halfway across a frozen continent barefoot than allow some big fanny duke to talk down at him. He has a mean streak running a mile long, and from his point of view every slight is an offense to be avenged. Step on one of his crops? He'll step on your toes. Bump into him? He'll bump his fist into your crotch. Send him an angry letter from a distance kingdom? He'll throw it into a bonfire because he can't read it, and then travel all the way to your damned house by way of mule in order to kick your door down for being more educated than him.
He has a farmer's lust in addition to the native hard-headedness, and is perfectly willing to satisfy any female that flirts with him, be she human or elf or fairy or dragon, so long as she is sentient enough to smile and wave. Joff's simplicity is so extreme that he also tends to take most things said quite literally, even if it has been explained to him multiple times what "irony" is. Having no concept of irony, he has no qualms about laying siege to his opponents with farmyard implements that one would never expect to be of use in combat, such as dried corn, logs, hogs, pots, rocks, pitchforks, ect.
Habits: Minimal 2
[*Attempts to get lucky with every female he meets.]
[*Blindly attacks any foe.]
Hobbies: Smoking a pipe whilst staring menacingly at people.
Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged
[*Gays]
[*A poor harvest]
[*Not being able to find a pitchfork when he needs one.]
Likes: 6 minimal
[*Females]
[*Good harvests]
[*Stabbing foes with a pitchfork]
[*Glaring at people]
[*Smoking his pipe]
[*Surveying a fertile land]
Dislikes: 6 minimal
[*Gays]
[*Poor harvests]
[*Missing pitchforks]
[*Females that refuse his advances]
[*Noisy animals]
[*Anything that threatens him.]
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A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges
- Skill: Farming
- Skill: Being a distraction
- Skill: Manual labor
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A listing of spells, their descriptions - casting times, elements needed to cast, expected damage, any draw packs to casting
- Spell: He's a &^%$ing farmer.
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Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
- Item: Bag of coins
- Item: Several ears of corn
- Item: Pipe and various forms of tobacco
- Item: Many bags of seeds
- Item: Hobnailed boots
- Item: A cow that tows a cart with his tools in it
Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items
- Item: Hoe
- Item: Pitchfork
- Item: Grubbing axe
- Item: Asparagus knife
- Item: Plow
- Item: Sickle
Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
Animals: He has a cow.
- Animal: A black and white dairy cow.
Pack Contents: What do you carry in your pack when traveling
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Item: Seeds, coins, pitchfork strapped to his back, corn, seeds, tobacco products.
Magical Items: Potions: Premade or prepurchased potions
Creation Materials: Anything used to brew potions or for alchemy
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Parents: Dead from dysentery.
Siblings: Dead from dysentery.
Childhood: Dead from dys- Oh, wait, no. he had a childhood. He spent it farming,
The End.
Adulthood: He spent it farming.
Special Moments: The time he stuck a mountain troll up the ass with a seed dibbler, and the time he slept with a frost goblin.
Current Events: Somebody stole Joff's fattest pig. He has no leads and no idea what happened, but he knows what he must do. Scour the land far and wide until he finds his pig.
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Character Quote: "Roite, you took me pig then you fartly git!!"
Theme Song: Aura Color: Joff's aura is brown and sticky looking, like mud and crap.
Scent: Farm animals and nicotine