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4 posts. Alias of Brother_Guiness.


Full Name

Corwyn "Pegleg" Foamstrider

Race

Half Aquatic Elf

Classes/Levels

Brawler (Constructed Pugilist) 1

Gender

Male

Size

Medium

Age

22

Alignment

Neutral Good

Deity

Kurgess

Location

Shackles

Languages

Common, Elven

Occupation

Warrior (previously Sailor)

Homepage URL

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1-cFOKMH1hxGqolG9GEXeCzzoOLUz1oFM

Strength 17
Dexterity 14
Constitution 14
Intelligence 10
Wisdom 13
Charisma 10

About Corwyn “Pegleg” Foamstrider

Backstory:

Born from an impulsive dalliance between an unknown Sasserine noble and a lonely sea elf, Corwyn was born of two worlds. Unable to breathe underwater, his mother sent him to shore where he spent his youth becoming a fine sailor, but his heart yearned for glorious combat! In his spare moments, Corwn trained hard with the warriors preparing for the Dragon's Challenge, though he was too young himself to compete.

One of the other sailors had a sister who competed in the Challenge, and Corwyn especially enjoyed watching her compete. Trading duty shifts with another helmsman, he was able to get a temporary assignment on the crew of The Arbiter, where the famous Taldan duelists would be feted. But the night went terribly wrong as pirates attacked while he slept! Barely able to make it to deck, Corwyn was casually slashed aside by a bald pirate with a strange tattoo, falling overboard and bleeding as the ship move on.

Mercifully he only remembers flashes of that night afterwards—the cold embrace of the sea, the jubilation at finding a floating shattered table, and the mind-shredding pain of the shark bite that claimed his left leg. The long haul galley that found him in shock and barely alive was bound far to the east, and thankfully their surgeon was capable. Corwyn woke from his coma halfway to Absalom with a wooden peg where his leg had been.

Swearing off the sea, he made his way to Taldor to study at the famed dueling colleges, but his recent maiming kept him from attaining the balance needed for the more prestigious ones. Falling in with devotees of the Taldan god Kurgess, Corwyn found his inner strength and focused on developing some rather impressive unarmed combat ability. Eager to use his newfound capability, he has started traveling to the far corners of the inner sea, seeking to test his mettle against all comers.

Now five years later, Corwyn has a stout oaken peg leg and matching gold and white chain tattoos on his impressive biceps. He finds himself uncomfortably close to the sea, earning his coin by wagers on wrestling bouts and feats of strength in the disreputable city of Port Peril.