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About Rick Alvey

Rick Alvey is a large and boisterous man with an equally large and boisterous beard. His obvious love of food and drink was bestowed upon him by his adopted halfling family, as well as his fierce devotion to community, family, and fellow Pathfinders. Steeped in halfling and Varisian tradition, Rick is ready to defend his party members at a moment's notice with a prodigious application of gypsy curses, hexes, and mead.

When not defending his friends and colleagues from certain doom, the self-appointed Woodchuck Scoutmaster is often providing them with helpful snare and fire building tips. From time to time, he has even been known to hand out merit badges to his fellow companions, often accompanied with a beaming face full of jubilation and a "Well done, Junior Woodchuck! That was quite the marksmanship display! Wear your badge proudly, you deserved it!"

Despite the apparent absurdity of it all, Rick is seemingly quite serious about his merit badges (of which he has many). Under no circumstance, however, will he ever sell one of his finely crafted, needlework, badges. He insists, should anyone ask to purchase one, that they are earned, never purchased. He will extoll the virtues of Kurgess, and proclaim that one can only earn a badge through hard work, dedication, and perseverance. A few mugs of his favorite ale wouldn’t hurt one’s chances of acquiring one, though.