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Name: TROJAN!
Species: Bugbear
Age: 10
Gender: Male
Specialization: Cleric

Tragic Backstory: Trojan is... not like most Bugbears, to say the least. He can read and write fluently, is bilingual in the common tongue and goblin tongue, a devout academic (despite being largely impaired compared to more intelligent races), and capable of healing magic. Who knew?

He was raised by a cleric (of Meriadar if this has any connection to D&D), who was on a quest around Fellmore to persuade its people to take up a more relaxed and spiritual way of life. Trojan, who at the time didn't have a name, was largely barbaric: always breaking things from a young age and never able to understand anything the cleric tried to teach him. Whenever he thinks back, Trojan is unable to comprehend how the priest had so much patience. Through some stroke of luck, Trojan began connecting the dots, learning how to read and write and eventually becoming quite the intellectual in exceptional time. The cleric herself was confused about how he could learn so much so quickly, however attributed it to Trojan being a special kind of bugbear. Trojan was also taught how to love, to treat others fairly, and act in a [s]mostly[/s] civilised manner (he still can't quite help himself at the table). As strange a case as this was, life was good for Trojan. Odd, but good. 

Two years ago, however, Trojan lost the one and only real person he'd come to know: the cleric. It was Trojan's physical strength that left him unable to protect her; Trojan was under-developed physically, and couldn't protect her from a fire which engulfed the house they stayed. Enraged with himself, Trojan turned feral, his barbaric nature causing him to grow more muscle over time and his academic meeting almost slipping his mind. He almost would have lost himself completely, had he not seen a vision at near-death, kicking his mind back into gear. 

It had been a little over a years worth of not studying. But in that time, he had become a lot more proficient in hitting people with big sticks and smashing them on the ground, if they managed to annoy him. As such, he took up the spear, though generally fights without the pointed edge. His rehabilitation into intelligent life has bee difficult, especially without a guide, however he's trying his best to get back in the groove. Currently he can read children's stories with ease, and can do some pretty good math. He's quite physically adept, though has since lost some of his strength to study, and is trying to maintain a balance. Oddly his knowledge of tactics hasn't inched forward nor backward, and remains as proficient in giving orders as he always has, which is pretty good. 

He has recently infiltrated the Warlock's army, aiming to convert those within the ranks to becoming more intelligent, more peaceful, following in his mentor's footsteps. 

Goals: 
- Learn how to do more complex mathematics and finish a large novel. 
- Maintain his training and become better at handling a staff. He has the strength, but lacks technique compared to some. 
- Help those alongside him walk a line of peace and companionship. 
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