ATTRIBUTES | |||||||
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STR | 12 | EYE | 5 | INT | 9 | END | 11 |
STA | 10 | HRG | 11 | AUR | 9 | MOB | 8 |
DEX | 11 | SMT | 11 | WIL | 12 | DGE | 40 |
AGL | 8 | VOI | 6 | MOR | Diabolical | INIT | 78 |
FAI | 8 | COM | Ugly | Diety | Sarajin | FAT | 4.82 |
SKILLS | |||||||
Physicial: Climbing/56, Jumping/45, Stealth/62, Throwing/58 Communications: Awareness/57, Intrigue/59, Oratory/63, Rhetoric/68, Singing/33, Harnic/72, Ivinian/83, Lakise/70, Runic/84 Craft/Lore: Cookery/52, Foraging/59, Physician/48, Piloting/56, Seamanship/53, Survival/84 Combat: Initiative/78, Unarmed/63, Shield/57, Sword/68, Club/42 |
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Armour and Clothing | |||||||
Tunic(Cloth 4.4), Hood(Leather 1.7), Leggings(Leather 8.8), Byrnie(Scale 30.8) |
Jarian of Lodirimë (M:32) was born on 26 Nolus (Ahnu), 686, in a small village in Orbaal. He is a noble in his clan. He was the eldest of 2. He is unpopular with his parents. His regular fights with his father eventually led to him seeking any reason to leave Orbaal. The idea of becoming a Mercenary in Rethem seemed sufficiently distant enough to suit him. Both parents are alive and living together with his older brother. The clanhead is his DRx2 cousin. While Jarian knows the man's name, he's only seen the clan head a few times in his life and doubts the clanhead would recognize him, although everyone in the village knew of his fighting with his father. His father was a viking/farmer as was his mother.
He stands 54" and weighs 154.4 lbs. with a scant frame. He has a medium complexion, black hair worn short and curley, and brown eyes. Jarian is of unscrupulous morality. He is both arrogant and impatient. His close friends often joke that these are his good traits.
Jarian likes to be the dominant personality, often making up for his lack of skill with stedfast determiniation. If he's leading, he's happy. The only few men he seems able to get along with are those who accompanied him south - childhood friends who saw no reason not to accompany their daring leader. Jarian is the type to tear the wings off then eat the fly while it was still alive, being very careful not to chew. While not very devout, he gives lip service to Sarajin in the hopes that the god will either bless him with battlelust some day, or ignore him completely.
Jarian carries the following equipment: a leather belt belt pouch, 2d, a medium wooden bowl, a knife, a spoon,a large a canvas bedroll, a serge backpack (25-lbs. capacity) 2.0 lbs., a tinderbox 2 1.0 lbs., a lantern 1 2.0 lbs., 3 full (oil) 10.0 lbs., 3 torch(es), a candle 2.0 lbs., a tent, two-man 30.0 lbs
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