
Full Name |
Clarence Shem |
Race |
Human |
Classes/Levels |
Trapper 1 |
Gender |
Male |
Size |
Short and Pot-Bellied |
Age |
35 |
Special Abilities |
Trappin' Critters |
Occupation |
Trapper |
Strength |
10 |
Dexterity |
14 |
Constitution |
14 |
Intelligence |
12 |
Wisdom |
17 |
Charisma |
7 |
About Clarence Shem
He hails from the eastern outskirts of the Echo Wood. While technically under the rule of the Protectorate of the Black Marquis, the rulers seldom venture out that way. Between the heavy presence of the giant spiders from the Azlanti ruins and the constant raids from Kellid northerners, they deemed it just too much effort to police and collect taxes.
After growing up in the tiny village of Eight-Post Crossing, Clarence decided to give up his playboy lifestyle and take his considerable trapping abilities to Magnimar (by way of the Mushfens, of course) where he could find new women to impress. The four women of appropriate age in his Eight-Post had already been conquered and he needed some fresh moss to turn.
This cocksure and impressive trapper is taking his 5'8", pot-bellied frame to the greatest swamp-city in the world where he can show off his considerable back hair and clever frog whistles while redefining the definition of Pathfinders.
Yee-haw -- frogs on a log!
Armor: Covered head-to-toe in fairly smelly hide armor
Weapon: Heavy Crossbow
Skills: Swamp and forest trapping and hunting; Sweeping women off their feet
Personality: Combination of 'Git-R-Done' and 'the swamp people'
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