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Khory Bannefin

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  • Level: 12
  • Experience: 6476
  • Primary Class: Fighter
  • Secondary Class: Ranger
  • Gold Remaining: 1460
  • Gold Spent: -
  • Hit Points: 22
  • Hit: 20
  • Attack: +2
  • Soak: -
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  • Title: The Wayward Soldier
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  • Age: 37 years
  • Race: Human
  • Origin: Other ( Mystra Amor )
  • Religion: Other ( Lawful Neutral )
  • Physical Features:
    About 6'2" tall, long flaming red wavy hair, caramel brown eyes. Exceedingly well built, obviously muscled from combat experience. Scars and callouses also consistent with a hard-fought life. Tattoo on face around right eye reminiscent of the feathering of a bird of prey. Obviously a stylized tribal design of a race unrecognizable on this world. Wears carbouilli armor reinforced with heavy chain mail. Over top she is still wearing a white tabard with an unrecognizable symbol in bright blue. Is also wearing a cloak in same shade of blue. Carries one short sword, one knife at belt. Specialized weapon is also carried. Looks like a spear with a long blade on one end and a heavy iron ball counterweight on the other. She is never without this weapon.

Background

I used to be a child, once upon a time. I also used to be a soldier. Then a mercenary. Then a Priestess. All of that seems a long time ago, and was in another world entirely.

Aleris is new to me. I have been wandering for quite awhile. I've seen some of the lands. Come to gain some insight into the various peoples and the Gods who seem to inhabit here. Of course, these are all generalizations.

I have no personal attachments. It used to be I had time for none, but now...now I'm just old and lonely. Seriously though, how is someone who'd spent most of their life killing people supposed to learn how to talk to them instead? It isn't as though I'm afraid of interacting, I'm just bad at it.

Maybe I should get a cat or something...
  • Weapons / Armor: Earthen Cloak (+1 soak)
  • Items: Enchanted Water Skin
    Amulet of Spring
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