Rustic
Drunken Bumpkin
Alias: Hawren Faryra
Real Name: Harmiris Fenkian
Class: Warrior
Class Mastery/Expertise Rating: ★
Race: Illieth
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Short Backstory: Growing up, Hawren had a contentious relationship with his parents. While he has always their good intentions, he feels he’s never quite been the son they wanted. From a young age, he was rowdy and energetic – never willing to sit still, and never able to stay in place for very long; a distinct disparity from the quiet, studious learner he was expected to be. Even when he did stop to study, he was never very good at academics. It always disappointed his parents, which only made him loathe doing it even more. The only thing he ever liked to read about were the things he wasn’t supposed too; he somehow got his hands on many a salacious novella, but more importantly, he found stories of adventure. Fictional accounts of hard-fought battles, so glorified and sugarcoated it could almost could almost count for propaganda.
Eventually, these stories made him so enamored of the idea of making a name for himself that he stole a small amount of DC from his parents, left the place he grew up, and made his way to the next settlement over. He’s worked for the last few years under an alias to pay for equipment, and in the meantime, has been learning from any adventurer kind enough to teach him. He’s eager to finally do some real adventuring, and to start a long journey that he hopes will eventually take him home to his parents with the money he took and good story to tell.
Appearance: A tall, young-looking Illieth with an eccentric style. His light hair is shaved into an undercut; the right side of his head framed is by his tight curls nicely, and the left side is buzzed short and neat. While he likes to think all his face in quite stunning, his indisputably most notable feature by far is his eyes – a bright, brilliant contrast to his smooth dark complexion. On a whole, he’s more of a pretty boy than your usual typical strength based warrior, but he's sure he'll be ready when the time comes.
Stats: (5 +4 +2 +4 +6 +19 +14)
Health: 19 (+1) Mana: 4 Stamina: 5 (+2) +1
Attack: 14 (+3) Defense: 6 (+4) +2
Magic: 2 Resist: 4 (+4)
Skills & Spells: (temporarily blank)
Equipment: ‘Tooth’ – A very average looking scimitar that has been affectionately named. This was the first piece of equipment Hawren bought from a merchant a few years back, but it’s name is probably the most interesting thing about it. Grants access to the skills "Feast" and "Hunger".
Mostly Wooden Shield – It’s got metal surrounding the rim and in the middle, but as the name implies, it’s mostly wood. It’s small, light, and intended to be strapped around the arm. Increases defense by 1.
Iron Armor – It’s fashionable and ornate, but that’s probably because it’s meant more for show than it is for battle. Despite that fact, Hawren seems to wear it quite proudly; probably because it shows off his features quite attractively. Increases defense by 1.
Cloth Scarf – An heirloom from his mother. It’s a very long hand-sewn scarf that is intended to wrap around the shoulders, but Hawren wears it differently depending on how he’s feeling. It usually stays in his bag, so it can’t be used to identify him, but on special occasions, like an adventure, he’ll display it proudly. Increases stamina by 1.
Inventory: Jug of Ale – A sturdy container, currently filled to the brim with alcohol. It’s probably enough to get one of two people pretty drunk.
Real Name: Harmiris Fenkian
Class: Warrior
Class Mastery/Expertise Rating: ★
Race: Illieth
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Short Backstory: Growing up, Hawren had a contentious relationship with his parents. While he has always their good intentions, he feels he’s never quite been the son they wanted. From a young age, he was rowdy and energetic – never willing to sit still, and never able to stay in place for very long; a distinct disparity from the quiet, studious learner he was expected to be. Even when he did stop to study, he was never very good at academics. It always disappointed his parents, which only made him loathe doing it even more. The only thing he ever liked to read about were the things he wasn’t supposed too; he somehow got his hands on many a salacious novella, but more importantly, he found stories of adventure. Fictional accounts of hard-fought battles, so glorified and sugarcoated it could almost could almost count for propaganda.
Eventually, these stories made him so enamored of the idea of making a name for himself that he stole a small amount of DC from his parents, left the place he grew up, and made his way to the next settlement over. He’s worked for the last few years under an alias to pay for equipment, and in the meantime, has been learning from any adventurer kind enough to teach him. He’s eager to finally do some real adventuring, and to start a long journey that he hopes will eventually take him home to his parents with the money he took and good story to tell.
Appearance: A tall, young-looking Illieth with an eccentric style. His light hair is shaved into an undercut; the right side of his head framed is by his tight curls nicely, and the left side is buzzed short and neat. While he likes to think all his face in quite stunning, his indisputably most notable feature by far is his eyes – a bright, brilliant contrast to his smooth dark complexion. On a whole, he’s more of a pretty boy than your usual typical strength based warrior, but he's sure he'll be ready when the time comes.
Stats: (5 +4 +2 +4 +6 +19 +14)
Health: 19 (+1) Mana: 4 Stamina: 5 (+2) +1
Attack: 14 (+3) Defense: 6 (+4) +2
Magic: 2 Resist: 4 (+4)
Skills & Spells: (temporarily blank)
Equipment: ‘Tooth’ – A very average looking scimitar that has been affectionately named. This was the first piece of equipment Hawren bought from a merchant a few years back, but it’s name is probably the most interesting thing about it. Grants access to the skills "Feast" and "Hunger".
Mostly Wooden Shield – It’s got metal surrounding the rim and in the middle, but as the name implies, it’s mostly wood. It’s small, light, and intended to be strapped around the arm. Increases defense by 1.
Iron Armor – It’s fashionable and ornate, but that’s probably because it’s meant more for show than it is for battle. Despite that fact, Hawren seems to wear it quite proudly; probably because it shows off his features quite attractively. Increases defense by 1.
Cloth Scarf – An heirloom from his mother. It’s a very long hand-sewn scarf that is intended to wrap around the shoulders, but Hawren wears it differently depending on how he’s feeling. It usually stays in his bag, so it can’t be used to identify him, but on special occasions, like an adventure, he’ll display it proudly. Increases stamina by 1.
Inventory: Jug of Ale – A sturdy container, currently filled to the brim with alcohol. It’s probably enough to get one of two people pretty drunk.
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