Sorry for the delay: Here's Farandor, your mysterious new scout friend: I've also decided to change my portrait to be a little more appropriate.
Farandor, Elven Scout
Male
Racial Abilities
- Fleet footed (Sneaking +2), Night vision (Cat like), Immortal (by aging)
BOD: 8; STR: 0; CON: 0
MOB: 8; AG: 5; DX: 5
MND: 4; IN: 0; AU: 0
HP= 18; DEF= 9; INI= 13;MR= 5
MAT= 8 (with Crowbar 9);RAT = 15
Talents:
Marksman (+1 RAT)
Equipment: Clothes, Steel Flint & tinder, Waterskin, Healing herbs (2), Blanket, Backpack, Leather Cup, Wooden Cutlery ,Wooden plate, 5 torches, Crowbar (WB+1), Sling (WB0, -1 for every 2m distance), 4 Spears(WB1, usable in melee or ranged combat), Leather armor (AV1)
Description: Farandor spent his teenage centuries wandering around in the forest, generally being a layabout as far as his parents were concerned. "Go get a job" They would say, "go study magic like your brother Malachor", they would say. These were not what Farandor was interested in, he prefered exploring the forests, doing some hunting here and there, earning occasional cash for guiding adventurers through the forest, or helping them find things. The cash would almost always be blown on ale at whatever tavern he stumbled into, as it was when he got that juicy tidbit from the merchant that led him to a new taver, the "Forest's Edge"...
Last edited May 12, 2015 4:28 pm