| Player Name | Keller |
|---|---|
| Languages | Common, Draconic |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 6.4 |
| Eye Color | Blue |
Hugo Clarion is an adventurer in the Greedy Green. He is a Hexblade Warlock who has gained a small reputation for his crossbow skills and his crow mask.
Physical Appearance
Hugo Stands at above average height with an average build. He wears a large purple coat adorned with many small pockets and satchels, including a quiver full of crossbow bolts. Underneath his heavy cloak are basic dark adventurers leathers. He wears thick and heavy gloves along with two strong blue paladins on his shoulders. He wears his purled hood up along with a dark crows mask, which has become worn do to years of age and being witness to many battles. It is covered in stiches and replacement fabrics which Hugo has had to use to repair it after being damaged from claws, arrows, and the line. With him always is his trusty crossbow which seemingly has lines of orange pulsing energy moving along its ridges. In battle he is rarely seen as he holds to the edges to line up the perfect shot so his crossbow can make its mark and fell his foes. But most of the time he wont even be in the fray as he prefers to take out his foes long distance, where they don't even know they are about to get a crossbow bolt to the neck.
But underneath the heavy leathers he appears much different then what you would expect. He has pale smooth skin, a calm demeanor to his person, with serene blue eyes and shaggy white hair mixed with flecks of blue. Two distinguishing features though are the deep burn marks along his hands and wrists and light scars around his neck.
Personality
Hugo Clarion holds himself in a very different demeanor in and out of battle. When on his own or with trusted allies he will remove his hood and mask. He has an open and friendly personality and is quick to make connections with people. Yet still he is very practical in how he works with others on a professional level and how he carries himself in his day to day life. He still likes to keep himself aware of his surroundings and of any possible threats, which is one reason he does not partake in ale or alcohol as he does not care for how it inhibits his cognitive sensibilities. He has a love for music and holds those who can play an instrument in high regard and will pay well for good music.
But when it is time to get serious and get to work, he becomes quiet and calculating. He will meticulously plan out the job, with many contingencies and backup plans for if things go south. When he does though interact with his foes, he can be ruthless and is willing to do whatever it takes to get the job done no mater the cost. He is very protective about his crossbow and can grow very cagy about it when people inquire to its origin.
History
Hugo Clarion's family was a troop of traveling minstrels and musicians. He had three sisters and two brothers along with his mother and father. For a time they were happy and Hugo was content with his life playing music with his family in bards and along the road. He would play his panpipes along with the rest of his family to all of those who would listen. But everything changed when they reached one particular town. Hugo at this time was in his late teenage years and his family had gained quite reputation for their minstrel work. But Hugo's youngest sister had become a bit of a prankster in her youth and during one of their shows, played a prank on a stranger in the crowd. It turned out though that this man, one Gerdalt Finnly, was a powerful and influential noble within the town, a man not to be trifled with.
This was not an offense the noble would take likely and chose to make the Clarion family and example to any of those who would look to make an embarrassment out of him. In the night, guards of the town watch, the entirety of which was under the thumb of Gerdalt Finnly, broke into the inn the Clarion family was staying in and arrested all of them on false charges, including Hugo. The entire family was given the death penalty and set to hang. And hang they did. Hugo did not know why he survived. All he remembered was waking up in the shallow mass grave of his family, broken, but alive. As he mourned over the dirty corpses of his family, he noticed an orange light in the distance through the dark forest.
He weakly made his way through the growth and underbrush of the forest until he reached a small clearing, the grass scorched black. In the center of the smoldering clearing was a tree blazing with fire. Yet while its limbs were coated in flame the wood did not brake away in burn, the tree continuing to stand tall in the inferno. The tree had a small hole in the base of its trunk and Hugo was compelled to reach inside by forces he could not comprehend. Even as the flesh on his palms charred, he reached inside and pulled out a large iron box covered in strange runic carvings. What was noticeable was on the cover of the box was a large crack that seemingly emitted a strange orange light. As soon as Hugo opened the box, the tree collapsed into a pile of smoldering ash before being blown away in the wind, almost as if it was never there. Inside the box were two items. One was a dark cloth mask of a crow, with dark glass goggles that seemingly were pools of endless night. The second was a weapon, the weapon of a killer. An ornate, well carved crossbow that grew warm in Hugo's grip.
Hugo made his way back into the town that condemned his family and with great prejudice executed the guards standing outside of Gerdalt Finnly's estate. The last thing the crooked noble saw was the mask of a crow as the flames grew around his bed. Hugo could not longer return to the life of a minstrel. Though, he did find that there were those willing to pay for his particular use of his crossbow. Hugo was meticulous in selecting his targets, making sure that they deserved the unholy wrath he was about to unleash upon them. On his journeys when he would find those like Gerdfalt Finnly, those who wished malicious upon the world for their own selfish gain, he made sure they made their way into the fire, because...
We all burn in the end.
Languages
Common and Draconic
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