Name: Asher
Gender: Male
Race: Clavat
Age: Twenty
Class: Warrior
Weapon/s / Magic: Copper Sword/Cure, Clear, Blizzard.
Appearance:
Personality: Asher tends to be reserved, and prefers to view his comrades as coworkers instead of friends. He feels as if it complicates things less, though after prolonged exposure to someone he may begin to open up. He is a bit OCD, and prefers certain things to be handled specific ways. Asher excels at physical combat, and prefers to use brute force as opposed to manipulation to squirm his way out of dangerous situations. If brought to battle however, he proves to be a valuable addition with an odd combination of physical attacks and healing spells.
The Clavat prides himself on choosing his battles, and has come out much better because of it several times.
Bio: Asher's family yields a long line of farmers. Asher was forced to help his father from a young age, and thus has become well versed with agriculture. It wasn't exactly the most thrilling vocation, but he supposed there were worse professions to follow. This way he knew he would never starve at least. Upon hearing that the old adventurers would be returning home to retire, he had eagerly requested to follow in their footsteps. Asher’s family being more reclusive engaged in limited interaction with most of the town except from a business standpoint. Asher has dreamed of adventuring his entire life, and when the chance appeared he had to take it. Who knew if it would ever happen again while he was in his prime?
Being accompanied by other adventures was a small price to pay for something he had wanted for so long. With his father's blessing, Asher looks forward for the opportunity to prove himself as an able provider for his village. Hopefully to go down in history.
Family Occupation: Farmer
