Sunday, October 2, 2011
Roscoe Thorngage – Wildcard Kender Berserker - Patrick
Ag d8, Sm d6, Sp d8, St d10, Vg d10,
Pace 6, Parry 7 (-2 when berserk), Toughness 7 (9 when berserk)
Skills: Fighting d10, Notice d8, Stealth d8, Taunt d6, Lockpicking d8, Climbing d6, Swimming d6
Edges: Lucky, Berserk, Brawny, Combat Reflexes
Hindrances: Small, Curious, Vengeful (minor), Quirk (sensitive about height)
Gear: Short Sword (Str+d6), Backpack, trail rations, rope, lockpick, etc, etc…
Roscoe Thorngage was born to a recently married Kender couple who lived in Solace. His father was a baker but had not yet gotten a solid business going. The couple had barely enough money to support themselves and knew they were not yet ready to care for a child. So, they met with a friendly Dwarven woman and her stout husband who, pitying the young couple, agreed to take care of Roscoe until they could support him.
Living among the Dwarves was hard for Roscoe, but he tried his best to fit in. He played with the Dwarven boys, and could match them in most any game. But, he was very self-conscious about his height and would often end up in fights when provoked. He visited his birth parents quite often, and grew to love them and Solace as much as his other home amongst the Dwarves.
As a child Roscoe’s only goal was to become a town guard. He was an energetic student but he could not always focus his energy, becoming distracted by many minor things. Still, he performed well enough in the classroom and at tournaments. His dream of becoming the first ever Kender on the town guard was coming within reach.
Yet reach was just the thing that Roscoe did not have enough of. On his eighteenth birthday he went to the barracks to apply for a position. At only 2’ 11” Roscoe did not meet the height requirements, sparking more teasing from those who did pass the physical. Angered and ashamed Roscoe left for Solace, with his few belongings and only a short (no pun intended) goodbye to his Dwarven parents.
He hung around Solace doing the odd job as a labourer, when he heard that a group, those he is with now, were getting together to go adventuring. Seeing it as an opportunity to redeem himself he signed up the first chance he got. The group split up and Roscoe, with some honour restored, decided to return to the Dwarven lands and live there for a while. After five years, he returned to Solace, ready for another adventure.
As he has experienced the world Roscoe has learned that his small stature can be a blessing as well as a curse. He has mellowed some but still dislikes the mention of his height. He often finds a way to put the one who insulted him in their place either by a returned comment or, less commonly, a good, solid punch.