- Sir Garrick Phendlehearst - Human Bard
- Meedo Browntoes - Halfling Rogue / Sorcerer
- Drucila - Female Elvin Cleric
- Bayne - Elvin Wizard
- Mr. Fipps - Half Orc Barbarian / Fighter
Sir Garrick Phendlehearst - Mike Barber
Human Bard 8th
5' 11", Blonde Hair, Blue eyed Looker. Turns all the ladies heads and the guys green. Wears multiple outfits and type and styles. Hidden pockets and pouches for spell components. Loves to be a socialite. ( wine women and of course song) He is an entertainer that always captures his audiences. Easy to get along with. He is mister congeniality. Loves to tell wild tales about almost anything. Never misses an opportunity to entertain. Hates to see people who are too serious or gloomy, will always try to cheer them up or crack a smile.
Carries a rapier but tries to avoid using it until absolutley necessary. P.S. The "Sir" is a title given to him by a royal patriarch from one of his "travels". He loves to spin the yarn about that one.
Meedo Browntoes - Mike Clark
Hal-fling Rogue / Sorcerer 4/4
3 foot, brown hair, green eyes, hairy feet with dark brown skin. Neatly trimmed beard. Wears good quality clothing and some expensive jewelry. Nothing extravagant but very nice. Has all his clothes made with secret pockets to hide stuff in and for his spell components so it is not obvious he can cast spells. Few know he can cast spells. Smokes a pipe. Likes to eat and drink. Over all a nice guy to have around. Likes to buy drinks and share his good fortune with everybody in the bar. He dose not brag about where his money comes from, and most think he is a successful business man. Dose not like to fight but he can if it comes down to it. Likes good mounts. A nice war pony will do him good any day. Sturdy good stock. Does not like to pay taxes. Gives to poor what he thinks he can spare.
Underneath he is 100% thief. Not a small time guy. No petty theft for him. No pickpockets. Nothing that small. He want's the good stuff a person can live off for a while.
Background
He was born in a small shire. Before he was old enough to be aware of his environment his parents moved to a small town. There he was raised by good hard working parents with 7 other siblings, him the 3rd oldest.. When he was old enough to be aware of what money could buy he started to get industrious. He wanted to become a great trader and make lots of money. He soon discovered that his youth and lack of experience was holding him back. That and the fact that most people that knew him thought that he was a little odd. Things would just happen when he was around that could not be explained. So people did not trust him. One day a sorcerer came to their town and took him aside and told him what he was. Showed him how to control the basics and then left suddenly. Word got out and people shunned him because of his ability to cast spells. So on his naming day birthday he ran away to another larger city. He hooked up with some less then respectable folk and they started to use him for their gain. But in the mean time he was picking up on the finer points of theft and his spells where growing. After a while he started to hide that he was getting better. Played dumb and eventually saved enough money to go out on his own. He pulled off his first good job from a lowly Noble out in the middle of nowhere.
After securing a healthy sum of money he settled into a nice routine off doing just enough to stay wealthy and alive. Always scoping out jobs to make sure they are good and not too risky. After one near miss with a rather nasty Baron he decided that it is time to slow down the pace. He's got a nice collection of stuff and will try his hand at becoming the merchant he started out to be.
He met up with a small group of (US) and has been hanging out with them ever since. Living off his ill-be-got wealth and sharing in whatever comes along.
Life is good, he has many good things and much to talk and drink about. Living is what's important.
Drucila - Steve Cote
Elven Cleric
Drusilla Amastacia, who's name means Starflower, was born daughter of her father Thamior and her mother Valathe. She is the third born of Ithilnosse, ninth house of Tirnaith. Thamior is a successful craftsmen, and an accomplished metalworker while Valathe acts as an aide to the King's closest adviser.
In her youth, Drusilla was a very active child, always running, playing and climbing any tree she could reach the lower branches of. Her parents were concerned that her behaviour was unbecoming of such a lovely young child, but they were loathe to scorn her. As she blossomed into a young woman, her whimsical behaviour began to hurt her studies when she would flee her tutors to run and play in the forest with her friends. Not that she disliked learning, she would spend hours in her fathers smithy to watch him work, but she had little time for the academic education that her parents were trying to provide. When she was younger, her irresponsible behaviour was endearing, but as she grew older, it became more and more inappropriate.
Sensing that her parents were becoming disappointed with the way she was leading her life, she decided that she should begin to take the direction of her life more seriously, and at her 100th birthday celebration, she announced that she planned to join the clergy and study the ways of Corellon Larethian. Her parents were happy that she had picked a direction, but were privately concerned that she was doing it only to please them, and that she was joining the order for the wrong reasons.
Everyone was surprised, perhaps Drusilla most of all, to discover that life in the order came surprisingly natural to her. Already a very active young woman, Drusilla excelled at the martial aspects of her studies. Her tutors in fact suggested that she had missed her true calling as a soldier, but she persevered, sometimes struggling with the amount of studying required of her. The writings of Larethian are quite extensive, and Drusilla never cared much for reading, but when she finally did make it through the various tomes, understanding of the philosophies quickly followed.
She studied the ways of Corellon Larethian for just over twenty years, when she felt that it was time to move beyond the borders of her native homeland, and see how the principles she had been taught would relate to the world at large. When her parents leaned of her plans to leave, her mother suggested that she seek her older brother who had left home 10 years before. He had spent many years among non-elven folk and would make an excellent travelling partner. On the day she left, her father presented her with a gift. It was a magnificent blade, far superior to any he had previously made. It was slender and light to handle, but firm in the had. The sword had an intricate design etched along it's blade, and the entire blade shone with a pale white light. He called it Ithilmegil, the Moon Blade. He presented it to her, and after a short embrace, she mounted her steed and left the elven city.
For three years she searched the lands for her brother. She saw many wondrous things, and met many strange people. She saw for the first time Humans, Halflings, and Dwarves. She also met for the first time, Orcs, Goblins, and Ogres. Ithilmegil served her well, and she did many great deeds of good throughout the land. The most significant being the slaying of the Fell Giant of the Redriver Falls. Finally, following a bread crumb trail of rumours, she was reunited with her brother. They spent many days recounting tales of all that had happened to either of them over the course of thirteen years of absence. After the tales were told, they began to look toward the future. After much discussion, it was agreed that they would continue to travel in the human lands for a few more years before returning home.
So the siblings wandered, doing what they could to set things right wherever they found wrong doing. It was during one such adventure, when they had set about the task of defeating the Trolls of Osengaard, that they met human by the name of Sir Garrick. He was a pretentious young fop, but Drusilla saw in him the spark of creativity that if correctly nurtured could be the source of great beauty. So the elven siblings joined forces with Sir Garrick and his friends, and they have travelled together ever since.
Bayne - Neil Looby
Elven Wizard
Bayne was the second born of Ithilnosse, ninth house of Tirnaith. He led a semi-normal childhood, emersed in learning all young elves are required to learn. Quickly it was discovered that he excelled in the arcane arts, and it was encouraged.
Growing up with Drusilla, Bayne often kept an eye on her well being - Though to many of the astute watchers would note, not often to his advantage. Though he had the heart required to stand up for her, usually it ended him in trouble of which she got him out of.
By the time he had come of age, Bayne decided to set out and see the world. It didn't hurt that he had learned most of what was to be learned with his family. Thirteen years after he left home, he was delighted to find he was being trailed by his sister Drusilla. After playing cat and mouse for a while, they were reunited.
Now, while teamed with Sir Garrick, an old feeling has resurfaced. Bayne believes that Drusilla has fallen for this human. While the human has many redeeming qualities, he is at his heart, human. This is very distressing to Bayne, and he has reverted to the role of protectorate...
Mr. Fipps - Bob Wood
Half-Orc Barbarian/Fighter
He is the son of Sophia Cromwell, and Grath the Cruncher. Sophia and her husband Ronald had been trying to concieve a child for 3 years. Their lack of success was blamed solely on Sophia. Her husband regularly called her "the barren womb" and a waste of his royal seed. Sohpia suspected that the problem actually was her husband and got back at him by having herself impregnated by an Orc name Grath the Cruncher.
Upon the birth of Mr. Horatio Cromwell (Mr.Phipps), the Sohpia sent him away to an orphanage. Graf did not want the "little halfbreed runt" and Sohpia was executed for the severity of her affront to Ronald.
When Mr. Phipps was five he was sold to a circus by the orphanage in exchange for a goat, and Phipps became part of the freakshow. Phipps languished in the circus until he was nine years old. By some sheer act of fate, a local noble (Edward Phipps) was attending the circus and saw the young halfbreed in the freakshow. The noble must have seen something of his royal bloodline in Phipps and bought him then and there. Phipps was brought home with with edward and raised as his son.
Phipps endured years of combat training and finishing school to make him a fine gentelman. On his eighteenth birthday, Edward made Phipps his hier and gave him a signet ring of the house of Phipps as proof. Since that time Mr. Phipps has been out on his own adventuring and getting into a terrible amount of trouble. Of course non of the trouble is his fault as he is a perfect gentle man (half breed).