I submit Nem, a Neutral human fighter (battle master) information: Personality
The image of the violent deaths of her former friends haunts Nem to this day. As a result she is cold with people and slow to make new friends. She face problem in the most direct problems, worrying little for long time plans or preparations. Ideal
Bonds
Flaw
Appearance Nem have red hair with dark green eyes. She have an athletic build and with little curves and femininity. She always wear simple and rustic clothes, nothing that would hinder her in her work.
Background The woman known as Nem was trained from childhood to serve in the militia to defend his hometown. She was not the best warrior, but not the worst either. She did well in small skirmishes, however, when the time came to prove herself in a big battle, Nem found herself terrified by the horrors of the carnage. She was not able to follow orders and could only cower in fear all night long. The next morning all of her close friend were lying dead. All the ones that knew she acted cowardly also died and so nobody demanded a punishment for her, yet Nem was not able to forgive herself and soon she abandoned her hometown. Since then, Nem have lived as a mercenary. Constantly chasing for combats to prove to herself something, though she have not figured out what exactly she is trying to prove
Female Human
Keltza's hate for orc can be very useful for the defense of Trunau Keltza Proditor wrote:
"At least they died defending the land they loved and the people they called family...and their dead have been accompanied by the dead of many foul Orc...hopefully with you guys here the Orc casualties will increase by ten"
Female Human
Nem smiles at the good mood in the air, she remembers now why she used to hang around this motley group, they have the unusual capacity of make her forget for a moment her dark thoughts. Nem nods at the arrival of Nerak, Menas, and Karrdas "I'm sure your stories will fill an entire tome, Bel will have inspiration for his entire career"
Female Human
Nem was waiting in a dark corner. Today was the day where her all companions were supposed to reunite. The taciturn Nem was lost in her thought while her hands were using a knife to mechanically and clumsily carving a piece of wood, the same knife she would use to cut her own throat in case she were captured by a band of foul Orc. The sound of a conversation take her attention away from her ramblings. they arrive, what a surprise...perhaps I should prove if they have not forgotten to stay alert all time Nem approach silently the rest in order to surprise them, taking 10 for 20. let's see |