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Connor Fleming
Hard work pays off. Connor Fleming |
Nickname(s) -
Flem
Age -
27
Gender -
Male
Being / Race-
Mortal / Human
Alignment -
Neutral
Height / Weight -
5'11" / 175 lbs.
Home -
Unknown, some people say he lives in his wagon and only sleeps inside of an inn when it rains or snows... Which is true.
Occupation -
Nomad / Traveling Merchant
Likes -
Nature
Rare Herbs & Plants
Gemstones
Regular Customers
Astrian Ruins
His Horses
Dislikes -
Rude Customers
City Guards
Orc Raiding Groups
Bandits
Guilds
His Luck In Finding an Astrian
Dagger Proficiency -
Connor has practiced using a dagger since he was a young child. Having grown up in a rough patch of town as a child, it seemed necessary so he was able to protect himself. He usually carries two.
Agile -
Connor is a rather slender man and as a result, he's pretty quick. Able to perform various feats despite moving quickly. This also allows him to use his daggers more efficiently.
Charisma -
He may not be able to convince everyone to buy for him, but he's managed to convince a great amount to do so. He's pretty confident in his skills, having learned from some of the best back when he was a child watching others in the markets sell their wares.
Quick Thinker -
While he may not be the smartest fellow on the planet, he definitely knows how to think quickly when he needs to. Getting himself out of many situations that could have gone bad or simply to avoid speaking to someone that he doesn't wish to speak to.
Personality -
A free spirit. That's all Connor knows and wants to be. Ever since he was a young man, all he's wanted to do was travel the world. Now he has that opportunity. He's a very nice person when you get to meet him and prefers to make friends rather than make a new enemy... Mostly because that friend could be a potential customer and well the nomad life can be rather tough so when he comes to a town, meeting up with a friend is always nice. For those who do get on his bad side, he'd be quick to stab you in the back with his daggers, but he doesn't want to make things worst and tends to silently insult you when he does see you.
Bio -
Born and raised in a human kingdom. Andros is Connor's home and he loves it. Maybe more than anyone for that matter. He may have grown up poor, but that doesn't mean he has to dislike his home. His parents were generally happy people despite their situation so he did like them and made the best of what they had. His father was a hard worker and did his best to take care of Connor and his mother. For that reason, Connor looked up to his father as the most respectful man that he knows. His mother was a very kind woman. Always there to take care of Connor when he wasn't feeling well or when he had a bad mood and she did the same for his father too. She too was a hard worker though, making a living off of sewing the clothes of the other people who lived in the poverty-stricken slums of the city. Connor had a fairly normal childhood for someone in his situation. As he got older, he realized that it could have been a lot worst and is thankful that it wasn't.
As he got older, just before reaching his teenage and adult years, Connor could often be seen in the market. Learning the art of the trade by listening and taking in whatever he heard. While it was often hard to catch on, Connor eventually found himself in the markets helping the same people he'd eavesdrop on with their work. They'd give him some coin for his hard work. Unable to afford to go to school, this was the next best thing. He did learn how to read and write from his parents at least. But when it came to all that other fancy stuff, he wouldn't learn that until later in life. Once he had enough money, he bought himself some horses and a wagon. He figured if he could go out and travel, he could make enough money, he could get his family into a slightly better area... And he was right. Once he began traveling and selling, he made quite a bit of coin. Returning home, he took his parents to a better place in the city so they could live comfortably. He still covers the taxes on their property so they don't have to work.
Now that he didn't have to worry about his parents living in that neighborhood he grew up in, Connor decided to stay on the road. While he was still new to the job, he did get attacked by an orc raiding party. They took some valuables from him but he didn't let them go without a fight. While it ended with him getting his signature scar, he also became slow to trust orcs. He doesn't hate them or anything and he sells to quite a few orcs, but he does prefer to have someone accompanying him while he goes to orc territory. It'd be easier to get someone to go with him if he was apart of a guild, but he doesn't like the idea of working with a guild and prefers to be his own man. This does lead to him getting into situations with city guards, but they eventually let him in anyways.
Connor is now on the hunt for the ultimate partner: an Astrian. Unfortunately, he has had no luck... Even with all the ruins, he has searched... He may have sold some artifacts by accident.
Anything Else -
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