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[center][h3]Derrix “Nightbane” Herchiv[/h3][/center] 


Age: Early thirties

Alignment: Lawful good

Race: Human

Class: Holy Warrior

Appearance/Clothing:

 Derrix is tall and built for long and harsh battles. Spider webbing from his seasoned face, and down from under his short dark hair to the bottom of his booted feet is one continuous spiraling and zig zagging red scar, menacing and marking his body even to his fingertips.  

	His eyes are a golden hue and glow softly in the dark along with his exposed skin. He wears a simple pale green tunic cut at the sleeves and dark pants over his masculine frame. On each cheek there is a tattoo of a bull’s horn pointing to his eyes.

Skills: Riding, sword/axe/dagger/hammer/lance, survival, holy knowledge, concentration, diplomacy, script, heraldry, tracking, horse archery

Natural Abilities: Glowstick(can call this HolyLight, would make more sense in this setting[boo]), divine health, divine grace

Magic/Spells: Detect Evil, Smite Evil(once per day), remove fatigue(twice per day), divine grace, break enchantment(twice a week), lay hands on(three times a day), turn undead

Additional Information: Derrix “Nightbane” Herchiv follows a strict and foreign code of honor.

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Charlin Honor Code

To refuse a Duel of Righteous intent is dishonorable
To abuse children is dishonorable
To mistreat prisoners of war is dishonorable
To keep prisoners of war in peacetime is dishonorable
To refuse a gift is dishonorable
To murder in cold blood is dishonorable
To steal is dishonorable
To lie is dishonorable
To abuse women is dishonorable
To usurp anothers power without right is dishonorable
To own another is dishonorable
To deny your own work is dishonorable
To allow your family’s destruction is dishonorable
To insult is to take another's honor
To allow an insult is to lose your honor

The Honorable Duel of Righteousness  can be called at anytime, anywhere, to settle disputes of honor, in which transgressions are paid with blood.
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Weapons: Lance, Sword, Bow and quiver

Armor: plated armor with a thick helmet fitted with an interior padded mask with a bizarre breath filtering function, a laminated wooden kite shield trimmed with metal.

Possessions: A large white destrier, Living supplies and sundries(Clothes, a bar of soap, spare cotton cloth, wool blanket, water canteen, dried meats and flatbreads) , a quill, an ink well, and a stack of paper.

Personality:serious and orderly 


History: Derrix claims to those who ask that he is merely a poet, and nothing more. 


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Name: Illyd Dyill

Age: 18

Alignment: neutral 

Race: Human

Class: Shepherd

Appearance/Clothing: Illyd Dyill stands a modest six and has a wiry yet firm frame. His body is covered in old tan robes draped over loose pants and worn fur boots. 

	He has shaggy black hair much like the sheep he used to herd, and two light brown eyes that peek out from his youthful and defined tanned face. 

Skills: farming, understanding of animal anatomy, mundane understanding of self defense and fighting with a crook, tracking, 

Natural Abilities: In depth thinking, to the point that this guy might be possessed 

Magic/Spells:

Additional Information: He was a shepherd as long as he could remember, and as long as he could remember, he wanted to be a hero, but this one tiny voice in his head prefers a different direction

Weapons: A Shepherd's crook

Possessed: Yes

Personality: He is curious, adventurous, slightly lazy, and naive. However, a secondary thinking voice in his head is definitely different than his usual gentle nature; as it is aggressive, violent, lustful and greedy.. Luckily this isn’t the voice that controls the body, mostly.

History: A simple Shepherd’s son, out in the big world to become an adventurer

(possessions: Crook, clothes, worn out harp)

So I already have a bunch of ideas on how this guy’s posts would look, a lot of in mind arguing and play, as well as crude suggestions and general character development
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