| Full Name |
Harshuk son of Verash |
| Race |
Coldborn |
| Classes/Levels |
Bard 3 [HP 30/30 | AC: 17 | T: 12 | FF: 15 | Fort: +3 / Reflex: +5 / Will: +3 | Init +2 | Perception +6] |
| Gender |
Male |
| Size |
Medium |
| Age |
22 |
| Strength |
14 |
| Dexterity |
14 |
| Constitution |
14 |
| Intelligence |
13 |
| Wisdom |
10 |
| Charisma |
14 |
About Harshuk
Harshuk, son of Verash is a large man, and much like any coldborn but the leanest warriors, he has a fair bit of fat to him. With a nature in conflict to his folk, he loves company and blabbers incessantly when he has a captive audience. This talent makes him well suited as a messenger, and he has spent most of his adult life traveling from family to family, trading news for stories, and medicine for drink and shelter.
Though well-loved by his people, they often get more news from Harshuk than they care to hear. When politely asked to return to his (or anyone else's) home, he keeps himself safe and fed in the wilderness with his shortbow and blue-feathered arrows, and might've made a fine ranger if he did not love to jest so much.
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