| Full Name |
Jonathan D Mortensen |
| Race |
Half elf possibly? Or maybe it was Aasimar. Human? Umm... Dad, need the family tree again... |
| Classes/Levels |
Cleric 4th/Ranger 2nd |
| Gender |
Male |
| Age |
27 |
| Special Abilities |
Blather on incessantly to the point of insanity in comrades and foes alike |
| Alignment |
Yes. |
| Location |
Idaho |
| Languages |
English and working on Gaelic |
| Occupation |
Auto Mechanic (technician) and Body Repair Dude |
| Strength |
10 |
| Dexterity |
12 |
| Constitution |
8 |
| Intelligence |
16 |
| Wisdom |
15 |
| Charisma |
14 |
About Faenrel
I love to game. Tabletop, video, board. If it gets family and friends together to laugh and play, I'm all for it. Love sci-fi, fantasy, and all that for books and movies.
In my spare time (aka my 'job') I fix cars and make 'em look good. I'm not talkin' 'bout your stupid Focus or mamby-pamby Civics and all. I mean, sure I can fix 'em. But I'm talkin' about your 1971 'Cuda. 1956 Bel Air. 1939 Lincoln Zephyr. Mmm. Now THOSE are cars, goblins and gentle elves. Granted... haven't had much opportunity to get my hands on any, so right now it's still Civics, Focuses, etc.
I mean, ah... I know not of these strange metal carriages without a beast of burden to pull them!
... also love acting and writing.
I'm also random. And strange. Especially late at night. Like now, for instance.
