AppearanceRace: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Birthday: 3 Spring,429 AV
Starting City: Syliras
Birthplace: Syliras
Alistair is a large imposing young man who most often finds himself ducking through doors. He keeps his dark hair cropped short, though uneven and unkempt. Alistair carries himself with an unconscious arrogance that many people find intimidating and off putting. He has many scars from frequent fighting, the most noticeable being a knife scar running from the base of his left ear to his chin.
Character ConceptAlistair is an intimidating looking man who has lived his life with simple desires and simple goals. He loves fighting. It is something he is good at and he feels most alive during a brawl. However he is not an unkind man. He does not cause unnecessary pain nor does he use his size to bully people. He is a loyal man to those who he feels deserve it and he wants people to like him.
Character HistoryThe most telling fact about Alistair is that Alistair is not his real name. He got the name from a story about a great hero he had heard told one night in a tavern. The truth is he doesn’t remember what name his parents gave him. He doesn’t remember his parents at all. No blurred images or fuzzy memories. He doesn’t remember anything past his early life on the streets of Syliras. His lack of history is an itch he instinctively refuses to scratch.
He grew up surviving any way he could being a street urchin. He learned to lie, steal, and fight. It helped that he quickly grew taller and stronger than the other children his age. He learned to fight and learned that he enjoyed fighting. He was fast and strong. Any other time he was a nobody, but in the middle of a fight he was powerful and significant.
These skills made him popular. He worked as muscle for several small crews learning the basics of criminal conduct. He has no compunction against stealing and some of the other crimes he found himself involved with, but more often he was used for his size and strength. He realized he hated fighting those weaker than him, that causing pain to those who did not deserve it disgusted him.
Eventually he found work as a bouncer at a local tavern. The place was bad, and the clientele was dangerous. It offered Alistair dependable pay with plenty of practice fighting. Eventually though he began to desire more from life. He was not exactly sure what that something was, but he knew he wanted his story to be more than a series of bar fights.
LanguageFluent Language: Common
Basic Language: Poor Language: SkillsSkill | EXP | Total | Proficiency |
Brawling | 30 SP | 30 SP | Competent |
Weapon Skill: Hand weapons | 10 SP | 10SP | Novice |
Larceny | 10 SP | 10SP | Novice |
Lores Lores:
Lore of Syliras streets
Possessions1 Set of Clothing
-Flaxen Shirt
-Flaxen Pants
-Simple Undergarments
-Flaxen Cloak or Coat
-Simple Boots
1 Waterskin
1 Backpack which contains:
-Comb (Wood)
-Brush (Wood)
-Soap
-Razor
-Food is given out daily
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
100 Gold Mizas
HousingLocation: Syliras
House: Alistair lives in a small room above the tavern he works in.
LedgerPurchase | Cost | Total |
Starting | +100 GM | 100 GM |
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