
| Full Name |
Rhys Nightingale |
| Race |
Human (Chel) |
| Classes/Levels |
Ranger 1 |
| Gender |
Male |
| Size |
Medium |
| Age |
26 |
| Alignment |
NG |
| Deity |
Shelyn |
| Location |
Korvossa |
| Strength |
18 |
| Dexterity |
14 |
| Constitution |
14 |
| Intelligence |
10 |
| Wisdom |
12 |
| Charisma |
10 |
About Rhys_Nightingale
Raised on the streets of Korvossa as an orphan, Rhys survived by banding together with other street rats, namely a young gang called the Lost Boys. Who knows where his life would have ended up - likely in a gutter, dead from an overdose of shiver like his mother - but fate conspired to see it otherwise. At the ripe age of 12, after growing up with a life of petty crime, he picked the wrong pocket. It wasn't the mousey-haired huntress with the Shelyn pendant who caught him; it was her wolf animal companion, Lumina. The huntress, Dorothea, saw potential in him and offered him a choice: turn himself in, or train under her and get off the street. The choice was fairly simple. At least, he thought it was at the time. He's never looked back.
Rhys stand 5'7" with a sleek, muscular build; chiseled jaw; and piercing blue eyes that send a shiver down the spine of anyone who meets his gaze. He keeps his black hair cut short and his face clean-shaven. Simple, functional clothes are his style with little adornment save for a simple pendant bearing the holy symbol of Shelyn he wears around his neck. At his side is his best friend, Leyate, of Lumina's litter; and his trusted glaive, Nightingale, which was gifted to him by his mentor.