Full Name |
Alejandro will suffice. |
Race |
Human |
Classes/Levels |
Gamer (Optimizer) 6/Student 2 |
Gender |
Male |
Size |
Medium (pushing large) |
Age |
24 |
Special Abilities |
WordSpeak(Su): The loquacious application of an expanded vernacular, with a strong conation to verbally/textually bludgeon the opposition. |
Alignment |
Lawful Neutral |
Deity |
God/Jehova/Allah, whatever you want to call him. |
Location |
Dead-center of Illinois. |
Languages |
English, Pig Latin, and extremely limited Spanish. |
Occupation |
Student; Retail Warrior; Infidel-Converter for the Church of Optimization. |
Homepage URL |
http://paizo.com/people/Sheboygen |
Strength |
14 |
Dexterity |
12 |
Constitution |
17 |
Intelligence |
14 |
Wisdom |
9 |
Charisma |
20 |
About Sheboygen
A student who wishes he was a lawyer already. A misanthrope who picked the wrong hobby. A self-loathing member of that one generation that grew up listening to grunge. A disciple of Frank Zappa and Nick Cave. A frequenter of SomethingAwful, AlbinoBlackSheep, and 4chan. Wearin' it like Voltron since 1986.
Gaming has been my lifeblood since I was 11, my first experience with D&D being Baldur's Gate in 1998, and then slowly climbing the ladder into Planescape, Icewind Dale, and the various sequels and spinoffs that have come and gone, eventually going to the local comic shop and rolling my first character ever, spending way too much of my parents money on books I didn't need, but knew I had to have. More or less, at the age of 24, D&D (more specifically the Forgotten Realms) has been an intrinsic part of my existence for over half of my natural life. I wouldn't change that for the world.
As time and editions marched ever-onwards, I learned about and played in other systems, but D&D was always my home base and d20 was my system of choice, though I inevitably became disenchanted with D&D 4th edition (the abuse of FR, the new rules not feeling right, and the sneaking suspicion that I was playing a board game) and meandered for a while before my good friend, and proprietor of my home-away-from-home Game Store handed me a player's guide to Rise of the Rune Lords, and a poster showing a scantily clad woman and an armored man going toe to toe with a red dragon; my interest piqued, I showed up two weeks later to take a look at this strange new system, I sat down with a copy of the book and over the span of one Root Beer, one Cream Soda, and two Kit-Kat Bars, I had decided to purchase the Pathfinder RPG core book.
So here I am now, and here I'll be for a while yet.