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Hector Fen: Character
13 years ago
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Disclaimer: This is a character I'm modifying for a DND game, this is for my own purposes, you are welcome to read the descriptors here but bear in mind the character will be modified as i get his stats/talents/skills acessed. For now its just his history and explanations on his motivations.
Hector Fen appears to be a mildly snobbish High Elf ranger, he has Red-bordering on Auburn, Hair, pale, almost white skin and pale glowing green eyes. He is thin even by most elven standards and stands approximately 5'4'' He prefers clothing in pastel blue lined in gold trim and uses a long bow. His companion pet is a young bobcat with normal markings and long tufted ears.
Hector Fen claims with deluded adamance he was once a Minotaur of a proud tribe, but abandoned it when they banished his sister for having an unholy mark that the priestess there claimed would doom them all of she stayed. Dismayed that his family would do such a thing he left his comfortable life to care for his young sibling.
When asked HOW he was changed into an elf Hector is unable to recall but believes it was the work of dwarves, which he actively distrusts.
Whether any of this is true is anyone's guess, but it's largely agreed upon that it could have just as easily been a fever dream of Hector's notably alchohol addled mind.
Hector DOES have one thing going in his favor as far as the question of his true race is concerned. His supposed racial abilities for an elf are absent, he sleeps and doesn't "trance".
Hector is a perpetual drunk and an unquestionable alchoholic. He's addicted to anything that could be considered a pain killer and is often so riddled with various maladies he would cease to function without his various plethora of coping mechnanisms. His liver alone is failing him which he only exacerbates by his rampant alcohol abuse. He's convinced himself in his deluded little mind that all magic, even healing, hurts him, though he does visit clerics on a weekly basis in what he considers a painful ordeal in an attempt to keep his liver functioning. Potions as well seeem to have a nauseating effect on him but a survivable one.
If theres one thing Hector does have going for him is that drunk or sober he's an excellent marksman. A reason alone that most people would keep him around. He dislikes being a burden to the members of his party and will often do his very best to make sure he isn't thrown out in the wilderness to die. He tends to conceal a good deal of his various maladies and their symptoms, and hates with a passion when male members of any party attempt to help him, as he only prefers it from women whom he thinks are better at the healing arts. Hector is so adept at hiding most of his health issues when they finally ARE shown, as he no-longer has the strength or ability to hide them, they tend to be cause for worry.
Hector has a small lawful streak but not enough to define him. if forced to steal he is likely to announce what he is taking to the owner of the object, this tends to get him into much more trouble. He also gets very grouchy very quickly especially when he is treated as helpless. He longs for the day his supposed curse is removed so he can once again be the proud Minotaur he once was. While a pacifist for the most part Hector recognizes the need to kill for survival and hunt when needed. He rarely eats anything, when he does is system tends to have a hard time digesting solid food and he may feel unwell for some time after untill he acclimates to that source of nutrition. Most of his nutrition comes from cider which he drinks constantly, though he will drink other alchoholic beverages and juice if alchohol is not around, he rarely drinks water as it "doesnt have any nutritional value". This tends to explain why he's markedly underweight for an elf, weighing in at just over 100lbs wereas the lightest adverage around 130.
Hector Fen appears to be a mildly snobbish High Elf ranger, he has Red-bordering on Auburn, Hair, pale, almost white skin and pale glowing green eyes. He is thin even by most elven standards and stands approximately 5'4'' He prefers clothing in pastel blue lined in gold trim and uses a long bow. His companion pet is a young bobcat with normal markings and long tufted ears.
Hector Fen claims with deluded adamance he was once a Minotaur of a proud tribe, but abandoned it when they banished his sister for having an unholy mark that the priestess there claimed would doom them all of she stayed. Dismayed that his family would do such a thing he left his comfortable life to care for his young sibling.
When asked HOW he was changed into an elf Hector is unable to recall but believes it was the work of dwarves, which he actively distrusts.
Whether any of this is true is anyone's guess, but it's largely agreed upon that it could have just as easily been a fever dream of Hector's notably alchohol addled mind.
Hector DOES have one thing going in his favor as far as the question of his true race is concerned. His supposed racial abilities for an elf are absent, he sleeps and doesn't "trance".
Hector is a perpetual drunk and an unquestionable alchoholic. He's addicted to anything that could be considered a pain killer and is often so riddled with various maladies he would cease to function without his various plethora of coping mechnanisms. His liver alone is failing him which he only exacerbates by his rampant alcohol abuse. He's convinced himself in his deluded little mind that all magic, even healing, hurts him, though he does visit clerics on a weekly basis in what he considers a painful ordeal in an attempt to keep his liver functioning. Potions as well seeem to have a nauseating effect on him but a survivable one.
If theres one thing Hector does have going for him is that drunk or sober he's an excellent marksman. A reason alone that most people would keep him around. He dislikes being a burden to the members of his party and will often do his very best to make sure he isn't thrown out in the wilderness to die. He tends to conceal a good deal of his various maladies and their symptoms, and hates with a passion when male members of any party attempt to help him, as he only prefers it from women whom he thinks are better at the healing arts. Hector is so adept at hiding most of his health issues when they finally ARE shown, as he no-longer has the strength or ability to hide them, they tend to be cause for worry.
Hector has a small lawful streak but not enough to define him. if forced to steal he is likely to announce what he is taking to the owner of the object, this tends to get him into much more trouble. He also gets very grouchy very quickly especially when he is treated as helpless. He longs for the day his supposed curse is removed so he can once again be the proud Minotaur he once was. While a pacifist for the most part Hector recognizes the need to kill for survival and hunt when needed. He rarely eats anything, when he does is system tends to have a hard time digesting solid food and he may feel unwell for some time after untill he acclimates to that source of nutrition. Most of his nutrition comes from cider which he drinks constantly, though he will drink other alchoholic beverages and juice if alchohol is not around, he rarely drinks water as it "doesnt have any nutritional value". This tends to explain why he's markedly underweight for an elf, weighing in at just over 100lbs wereas the lightest adverage around 130.
aside that, interesting character. :) should be fun... getting on the other chartacter's nerves. XD