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Tobit Broflovski

Toby nodded, quickly signing his full name on the sheet in the neatest lettering he could manage. There. Now he had to try out, like it or not. He couldn't believe he'd been talked into doing this. Just a few minutes ago he'd thought it was a surefire way to get his ass handed to him on a silver platter, whether he made the team or not. And on some level, he still thought that. But for the first time, he was almost kind of sort of making friends. 

Landon mentioned something about getting food. Toby hadn't eaten anything this morning and likely wouldn't eat again until it was time to scrape something up for dinner when his parents came home. All he had in his pockets was a measly dime, a piece of lint and an eraser. That probably wasn't enough to get him anything and he'd die of embarrassment if someone offered to pay for him. They'd probably already guessed at his lack of finances based on his ratty sneakers and not-very-recently-washed hair, but he still didn't feel the need to cement it into their minds that he was... how to put this.... economically disadvantaged.

Anyway, he could probably get by just saying he wasn't hungry or something. It probably wouldn't be a problem, but he was already going through the worst case scenarios in his head. That was just the way he rolled, always preparing himself for the worst possible outcome. Because in his eyes, he was a worst case scenario person. At least, that was how the kids at his old school treated him. 

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Clovis Sackville




Character Summary

Name: Clovis Sackville.
Aliases: He gets called a lot of things, but has no one well-known nickname. He introduces himself to people as Clovis and usually expects to be addressed as such.
Age: In halfling years, he is sixteen. (About ten in human years)
Race/Ethnicty: Clovis is a Lightfoot Halfling. Halflings generally refer to themselves as hobbits.
Place of Origin: Twig Town, near Oldoak in Hannia
Gender: Male
Class/Job: Thief



Stats


Strength: 15
Dexterity: 20
Constitution: 6
Intelligence: 18
Wisdom: 9
Charisma: 13



Physical Attributes

Height: 3 feet and an inch
Weight: 22 pounds
Build: Small, even for a halfling, and very skinny, with long slender limbs and a generally rather frail appearance.
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: Pale and lightly freckled
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A couple assorted scars and birthmarks, but nothing particularly striking.
Day To Day Attire: A green tunic with a white shirt underneath and light brown trousers that come to a bit below his knees. He wears a a leather belt at his waist, attached to which is a small dagger and coinpurse. Like most halflings, he never wears shoes or boots of any kind, finding the coarse hair on his feet sufficient to keep them from freezing off.
Strengths:Dexterous
Stealthy
Strong for his age and size

Weaknesses:Prone to disease
Argumentative
Somewhat lacking in the common sense department




Psychological Attributes

Intelligent * Egotistical * Hotheaded * Cocky


Sexuality: Clovis isn't terribly interested in romance, but when he is, he's mostly attracted to other males.
Relationship Status: Single, though not a virgin. 
Personality: Clovis is an adventurous soul, though some see him as a cocky and reckless boy. His friends around the Guild know him as being headstrong and a bit argumentative and hotheaded, but he does have a kind and nurturing streak and has been seen to actively help out the younger street rats around Twig Town. 
Clovis is very good at writing and languages. When he was young, he often rejected opportunities to play with the other children in favor of perusing through his father's old collection of books. As he got older, this fascination with literature turned into a love of linguistics. Those who don't know his past often wonder what a boy like him is doing out with the Thieves' Guild when he could be pursuing becoming a scholar of sorts. 
While generally rather intelligent and 'book smart', Clovis has a bit of an inflated idea of his own maturity. His ego can often get in the way when interacting with others, enforcing their perception of him as an ostentatious brat. 
Clovis is a general optimist and loves a good joke or riddle. Halflings have a reputation as affable creatures, and for the most part Clovis is no different. When not being hot-tempered or pompous, he can be quite a good friend to those who gain his trust and affection. 
Living out in the streets a couple years has instilled in him a bit of distrust for other people. While not paranoid, he is always prepared for even his closest friends to turn on him. 
Habits:Bites his hands, nails and knuckles when nervous. He actually has a few scars from doing this.
Always signs his papers in backwards lettering

Hobbies: Reading, writing, and occasionally he'll draw or doodle.
Fears:Spiders, especially large ones
Water - he can't swim and large bodies of water like oceans terrify him.
Being restrained or otherwise unable to move

Likes:Food, especially cheese
Good books
Music and theatre
Adventure
Cats, dogs, and other domestic animals
Stealing

Dislikes:Losing
Skipping meals or seeing food go to waste
Being bored
Being looked down upon or belittled
Boring people
The law




Skills



Skill: Small size (good for sneaking, hiding, dodging, all sorts of things)
Skill: Archery (Short bows only)
Skill: Climbing
Skill: Multilingual (Can speak Elvish on top of his native Halfling tongue and whatever the equivalent of 'common' is)
Skill: Excellent hearing
Skill: Performance (Can sing. Most halflings are rather musically inclined)




Magic

Clovis doesn't use magic. He finds it too taxing on the brain. 



Possessions


Possessions Generally On Person:

Item: Green tunic, made of some sort of rough, light fabric
Item: White long-sleeved shirt, made of smoother fabric. Somewhat dirt and grass stained.
Item: Brown trousers, about knee-length. Made of similar material to the tunic
Item: Leather belt
Item: Dark red coinpurse with a drawstring, attached to the belt.
Item: A selection of lockpicks, kept in the pockets of his trousers.

Weapons:

Item: Short bow and quiver of 24 arrows
Item: Dagger

Armor:
Leather gauntlets

Animals: None. 

Pack Contents:

Item: A week's worth of rations
Item: A small canteen full of enough water to last him four days
Item: A long length of rope, about 30-50 feet
Item: A lantern
Item: A few rolls of paper and a piece of charcoal to write or draw with
Item: Thieves' tools. Lockpicks, a bottle of grease, a wrench, etc.

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Potions:

Item: Small healing potion (5)

Creation Materials: Anything used to brew potions or for alchemy

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History

Parents: His mother, Eliza Sackville, is deceased. She died giving birth to his younger sister. Clovis was only 2 Halfling years old at the time and doesn't have many memories of her. His father, Ulric Sackville, always had a good relationship with all his children. When he died of disease when Clovis was 10 Halfling years, he and his siblings were grieved beyond imagination. 
Siblings: All in all, Clovis originally had four older brothers and a younger sister. The sister and his second-oldest brother are dead of the same illness that took his father. Their names are Talliver, Flynn (deceased), Conric, Quince and Lena (deceased). Quince and Clovis fought a lot as children, but he had a pretty good relationship with his other four siblings. Talliver went off to sea and is now a successful pirate captain, Flynn was a blacksmith's apprentice before his death, Conric and Quince own a tailor shop together, and Lena had no profession before her death as she died at only 8 Halfling years old.
Childhood: Clovis was born one Winter afternoon. He was a bit premature, but was able to survive infancy with a little help from the local healers. His family already consisted of four little boys. At the time of his birth, Talliver was 6 hobbit years old, Flynn was 4, and the twins Conric and Quince were 2. The first year or so of Clovis's life was not very eventful, just a usually Halfling baby life of crawling around and doing baby things. Then, about a Halfling year and a half later, his mother was expecting again. The pregnancy was normal, but there were severe complications during the birth of the baby girl and his mother ended up dying of infection the next day. Clovis, being only two years old at the time, didn't have many collected memories of his mother. Sometimes, if he thinks about it deeply enough, he can sort of remember the sound of her voice a little bit, but there was never a proper portrait painted of her. His father's quick sketches are the only hint he has as to what she might have looked like. 
The years went by and Clovis grew up into a mischievous and funloving boy who also happened to have a passion for reading. While he enjoyed playing outside with his siblings, the best moments of his childhood were spent curled up in his father's lap with an old book of mythical tales. 
Then, when he hit the age of ten, a plague swept through Twig town. They all got sick, and only Talliver truly recovered. His father, sister and second oldest brother died, and Clovis and the twins were left sickly and weak and missing their father. 
Left as orphans, Talliver went out to sea as a cabin boy on a voyage, never to return. Word is he became a pirate captain and is doing very well indeed. The younger three were sent to an orphanage outside of Twig Town, where Conric and Quince decided to stay until they were old enough to get their professions. Clovis, however, craved adventure and decided to run away. 
He lived on the streets for a year, teaching himself how to steal and pick locks and pockets before the Thieves' Guild took him in. 
Adulthood: Technically speaking, Clovis is not quite yet an adult.
Special Moments: He has fond memories of perusing his father's library.
Current Events: Still working with the Thieve's Guild but mostly doing his own tasks, Clovis is rather enjoying the life he leads. But he's running low on money, and hearing the tales of what his brother's been up to he's been eager to try mercenary work. So he's off to do some jobs for the vigilants, thinking 'how hard could it be to kill a few monsters'? 



Extras

Character Quote: "Take what you can - Give nothing back!" 
Theme Song: Up is Down - Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End soundtrack
Aura Color: A sharp, alert shade of blue 
Scent: Earthy, like dead autumn leaves. 
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