| Full Name |
Call me Locke |
| Race |
Why it always gotta be like that? |
| Classes/Levels |
Nerd (5) Musician (4) Anarchist (8) Beef Jerky Enthusiast (1) |
| Gender |
Male |
| Size |
I prefer the term "cuddly" |
| Age |
28 |
| Special Abilities |
Ranting, Emotional Pissing Contests, Hating on People, and Zen Koans |
| Alignment |
Original Gangsta |
| Deity |
CTHULU ...and apparently George Lucas. I have to keep rebuying his sh** |
| Location |
Phoenix, where culture is born. |
| Languages |
English, some french, pillow talk, and I be speakin' a bad jive. |
| Occupation |
Corporate Slave for 6 weeks less vacation a year than the typical Cambodian |
| Strength |
12 |
| Dexterity |
12 |
| Constitution |
15 |
| Intelligence |
15 |
| Wisdom |
16 |
| Charisma |
25 |
About Soulhammer
Here are my true stats
Strength: At least EIGHT bags of groceries in one trip. Ten if I don't mind losing finger circulation.
Dexterity: I am not good at dodging dodge balls, but my arms are really fast. So I'd give my lower body a 12, but my upper body Dex is like...87...if that makes sense.
Constitution: Wood pulp, plant, vegetable, tomato, water, salt, monosodium glutamate....and reassemble, looks like...butterfly. Bird. Maple Leaf. JOHHHNNNNY FIVE IS ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!!!!
Intelligence: Mud Sandwich. But more like "Learned, PBS-watching, NPR listening mud sandwich."
Wisdom: I once threw a dwarf into a room to see if it was trapped. That was pretty damned smart.
Charisma: Whatever.
