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{{Infobox_character|affilliation=|name={{PAGENAME}}|image=Boros screenshot.png|caption="On one hand, I never need a lighter. On the other, the damn flame is green."|relatives=[[Jeb]] (patron)|languages=Common, Draconic, Infernal|alias= | {{Infobox_character|affilliation=|name={{PAGENAME}}|image=Boros screenshot.png|caption="On one hand, I never need a lighter. On the other, the damn flame is green."|relatives=[[Jeb]] (patron)|languages=Common, Draconic, Infernal|alias=The Yeti of the Wastes|marital=Single|birthPlace=Crooks' Creek|species=Tiefling|gender=Male|height=6'2"|weight=200|eyes=One pure silver, one silver iris}} | ||
'''{{PAGENAME}} '''is a 19-year old Tiefling Warlock expat of Crooks' Creek, seeking knowledge, vengeance, freedom, and drink. | '''{{PAGENAME}} '''is a 19-year old Tiefling Warlock expat of Crooks' Creek, seeking knowledge, vengeance, freedom, and drink. | ||
==Physical Appearance== | ==Physical Appearance== | ||
Tall for a human, short for a Tiefling. A lithe, but somewhat wide gentleman, his eyes of pure silver unsettled to even the most kind-hearted of folks. He wore the grizzled beard of a sailor, coiffed hair of the slyest merchants, and a flashy black leather coat that screamed, "Look at me!". One hand nigh always occupied with a pen to scribble idle thoughts, the other whatever he was swilling down at the moment. | |||
==Personality== | ==Personality== | ||
The only thing quicker than his pour behind the tap of a keg is his tongue, an old survival tactic from the wastes of Crooks' Creek. | |||
==History== | ==History== | ||
Revision as of 17:59, 23 August 2022
| Relatives | Jeb (patron) |
|---|---|
| Languages | Common, Draconic, Infernal |
| Aliases | The Yeti of the Wastes |
| Marital Status | Single |
| Place of Birth | Crooks' Creek |
| Species | Tiefling |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 6'2" |
| Weight | 200 |
| Eye Color | One pure silver, one silver iris |
Boros is a 19-year old Tiefling Warlock expat of Crooks' Creek, seeking knowledge, vengeance, freedom, and drink.
Physical Appearance
Tall for a human, short for a Tiefling. A lithe, but somewhat wide gentleman, his eyes of pure silver unsettled to even the most kind-hearted of folks. He wore the grizzled beard of a sailor, coiffed hair of the slyest merchants, and a flashy black leather coat that screamed, "Look at me!". One hand nigh always occupied with a pen to scribble idle thoughts, the other whatever he was swilling down at the moment.
Personality
The only thing quicker than his pour behind the tap of a keg is his tongue, an old survival tactic from the wastes of Crooks' Creek.
History
A brief history of your character's life.
Languages
Boros speaks Common usually, but grew up switching between Infernal and Common on the streets of Crooks' Creek, and learned Draconic after leaving home.
Powers and Abilities
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