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The Redwatch

Oliver looked over his shoulder as small groups of mice began to leave the courtyard- following the older watchmouse who addressed them. The idea of a bloody death didn't sit well with most mice, Oliver included, and not least of all including those who turned tail and left. Oliver himself stood his ground, surprisingly enough, his paws grasping tightly at the strap of the satchel over his shoulder, and breathing deeply to help steel himself. Another day, Oliver probably would have left as well. He never proclaimed himself to be a particularly stout or lion-hearted mouse, and a couple of the other recruits, fully expecting him to turn off and run sneered at him when they saw he didn't.

Oly glanced around at the other watchmice who stood, staring them down, and found himself making eye contact with Aran Badgerslayer, whom, despite having his arm in a sling, stood as tall and as proud as the rest of the watchmice. The veteran watchguard nodded subtly, but approvingly, and Oly felt more confident in his decision to stay- if only slightly.

Returning his attention to the head watchmouse, the aging mouse beckoned for them to follow him, saying that it was time for them to take the trials- whatever they were. Oly and a few of the other mice looked at each other, nervous. The mouse standing next to him gestured forward with his head, implying that Oly should walk first. Oly shook his head and did a similar gesture, indicating that that mouse should go first instead. Despite the silent arguing, it would appear that it didn't matter which of the two went forward before the other, as another mouse decided to take the lead.

A female mouse, a good bit taller than Oly and many of the other mice in the courtyard walked forward first. She wore a gambeson and balanced a warhammer over her shoulder- two bits of equipment more than almost every other mouse in the courtyard. Were they supposed to bring their own weapons, Oly wondered. He had never really held a sword before- outside of his childhood days where him and his brothers would run around with sticks, whacking eachother. The other recruits watched her in a sort of stunned stupor before she turned again, looking at them as if beckoning them to follow.

Oly took a deep gulp and forced himself to step forward. The mouse standing next to him took a deep breath and followed a second later. A general shuffle of footsteps behind them indicated that a few more had began to follow.

The Redwatch

"I vowed to help and heal whomever I came across regardless of creed- I can't leave now!"

Name: Oliver of Rosewood

Rank: Greenband

Appearance:
Oliver is a light brown- almost drab colored mouse with clear white chest hair. His only particularly distinguishing feature is a stripe of dark fur that runs vertically up his face starting from his nose. Rather unremarkable among other mice, Oliver is nice looking, if in a rather plain sort of way. He's an average sized mouse, though his small personality makes him seem smaller than the average mouse.

He wears a leather belt, along with a green armband over his left arm. The belt at his waist holds a variety of pouches with mainly a collection of herbs within them. Over his shoulder he has a leather satchel that carries a variety of supplies for medical purposes- needles and thread, clean cloth, a small supply of spirits, and clean water. Also inside the satchel is a sketchpad and a book detailing a number of useful herbs, where they are commonly found, and their medical uses. He wears a plain cloak over all of this- not a watcher's cloak, but merely a travelers cloak.

Personality:
Warm and kind-hearted, Oliver is a timid young mouse with a strong sense of right and wrong and a well developed moral compass. This level headed and gentle hearted mouse tries his best to stay brave and rational in the face of hardship and adversity despite his inexperience, but is rather easily shaken or surprised. Due to his age, Oliver is rather impressionable, and expresses a desire to learn various skills and tricks from the older veterans, though is often self conscious about his lesser skills when compared to that of the more experienced members of the group.

Honest and trustworthy, Oliver is compassionate and kind, if a little shy and soft-spoken. His personality only really changes when he is treating wounds or delivering care to others- as far as he's concerned, when a mouse lies onto his medical cot, they're in his kingdom. An attempt to sit up and leave while suturing a wound or an attempt to call the wound 'naught but a scratch' will likely result in a sharp blow to the noggin and an equally sharp exchange of words. Generally a very down to earth and grounded individual, Oliver possess a calm and positive demeanor, and while occasionally bordering on naivety, bolsters the spirits of those around him.

STR: 6 - Not particularly strong nor particularly skilled, Oliver makes a poor excuse for a fighter.
CON: 10 - Average, or just above, Oliver deals with pain and sickness about as well as the next mouse.
DEX: 12 - Years of work in an apothecary has resulted in a pair of steady, deft paws.
CHA: 6 - A timid heart and a typically soft voice does little to help his presence in conversation.
INT: 18 - Bright and knowledgeable, Oliver can surprise others with his vast knowledge of mouse physiology and use of herbs and chemicals.
LUC: 8 - Nothing particularly special, sometimes he stubs his toe.

Equipment:

• Militia Spear: 2 pts - A common, standard issue spear often given to recruits or used by caravan guards. A long haft of appreciably solid wood with a steel point affixed to the end. Easy enough to pick up and use- just point the metal bit at the bad guys.
• Short Sword: 3 pts - A well made shortsword. Good for stabbing and slashing, and small enough to be used in close quarters- if Oliver was any good with it.
• Healer's kit - A leather satchel filled with most supplies for basic and moderate medical emergencies. Its no hospital, but it'll keep a mouse in one piece until they can get dedicated medical care back in Redfort.

Traits:
+ Steady hands - Oliver gains a +4 to dexterity when treating and suturing wounds.
+ Wallmouse - Even in broad daylight, Oliver is harder to notice when with others.
- Easily intimidated - Oliver takes a -2 penalty charisma bonus to convince, charm, diplomacy and deception rolls when interacting with those of higher constitution or strength.
- Unskilled fighter - Oliver receives a -2 penalty to attack rolls against prepared/aware opponents.

Trade:
Before joining Redwatch, Oliver was an apprentice at an Apothecary.
Friend: Oliver came across Aran Badgerslayer - famed Redwatch Watchguard- shortly after he slew the badger for which he earned his namesake. After tending to and mending a rather nasty wound, Aran declared that the young mouse had saved his life and vowed to repay his debt in some way, some day. Aran would later encourage Oliver to join the Redwatch, where his skill with medicine could save the lives of many a mouse.
Enemy: Brand of Burrowhill is a particularly nasty mouse that joined the Redwatch the same time that Oliver did. Brand relentlessly torments Oliver, whom he sees as weak and unfit to be a part of the Redwatch.

History:
Born the fifth son of a relatively poor merchant family in the town of Rosewood, Oliver was sent off to learn a trade so he could provide for his family. Due to his relatively frail nature, most physical trades were denied to him, and he would eventually find his place in the local apothecary. Here, it seemed, Oliver shined- a naturally intelligent mouse with a knack for medicine. After finishing his apprenticeship, Oliver left for Redfort, the capital of Redfield to ply his trade. Along the way he came across and saved the life of Aran Badgerslayer, who encouraged him to join the Watch. After a short time in Redfort, Oliver eventually sought the Watch.

The Redwatch

Here's my character @DeadbeatWalking

Oliver of Rosewood

"I vowed to help and heal whomever I came across regardless of creed- I can't leave now!"

Name: Oliver of Rosewood

Rank: Greenband

Appearance:
Oliver is a light brown- almost drab colored mouse with clear white chest hair. His only particularly distinguishing feature is a stripe of dark fur that runs vertically up his face starting from his nose. Rather unremarkable among other mice, Oliver is nice looking, if in a rather plain sort of way. He's an average sized mouse, though his small personality makes him seem smaller than the average mouse.

He wears a brown jerkin and a leather belt, the only source of color being the green armband over his left arm. A leather belt at his waist holds a variety of pouches with mainly a collection of herbs within them. Over his shoulder he has a leather satchel that carries a variety of supplies for medical purposes- needles and thread, clean cloth, a small supply of spirits, and clean water. Also inside the satchel is a sketchpad and a book detailing a number of useful herbs, where they are commonly found, and their medical uses. He wears a plain cloak over all of this- not a watcher's cloak, but merely a travelers cloak.

Personality:
Warm and kind-hearted, Oliver is a timid young mouse with a strong sense of right and wrong and a well developed moral compass. This level headed and gentle hearted mouse tries his best to stay brave and rational in the face of hardship and adversity despite his inexperience, but is rather easily shaken or surprised. Due to his age, Oliver is rather impressionable, and expresses a desire to learn various skills and tricks from the older veterans, though is often self conscious about his lesser skills when compared to that of the more experienced members of the group.

Honest and trustworthy, Oliver is compassionate and kind, if a little shy and soft-spoken. His personality only really changes when he is treating wounds or delivering care to others- as far as he's concerned, when a mouse lies onto his medical cot, they're in his kingdom. An attempt to sit up and leave while suturing a wound or an attempt to call the wound 'naught but a scratch' will likely result in a sharp blow to the noggin and an equally sharp exchange of words. Generally a very down to earth and grounded individual, Oliver possess a calm and positive demeanor, and while occasionally bordering on naivety, bolsters the spirits of those around him.

STR: 6 - Not particularly strong nor particularly skilled, Oliver makes a poor excuse for a fighter.
CON: 10 - Average, or just above, Oliver deals with pain and sickness about as well as the next mouse.
DEX: 12 - Years of work in an apothecary has resulted in a pair of steady, deft paws.
CHA: 6 - A timid heart and a typically soft voice does little to help his presence in conversation.
INT: 18 - Bright and knowledgeable, Oliver can surprise others with his vast knowledge of mouse physiology and use of herbs and chemicals.
LUC: 8 - Nothing particularly special, sometimes he stubs his toe.

Equipment:

• Militia Spear: 2 pts - A common, standard issue spear often given to recruits or used by caravan guards. A long haft of appreciably solid wood with a steel point affixed to the end. Easy enough to pick up and use- just point the metal bit at the bad guys.
• Short Sword: 3 pts - A well made shortsword. Good for stabbing and slashing, and small enough to be used in close quarters- if Oliver was any good with it.
• Healer's kit - A leather satchel filled with most supplies for basic and moderate medical emergencies. Its no hospital, but it'll keep a mouse in one piece until they can get dedicated medical care back in Redfort.

Traits:
+ Steady hands - Oliver gains a +4 to dexterity when treating and suturing wounds.
+ Wallmouse - Even in broad daylight, Oliver is harder to notice when with others.
- Easily intimidated - Oliver takes a -2 penalty charisma bonus to convince, charm, diplomacy and deception rolls when interacting with those of higher constitution or strength.
- Unskilled fighter - Oliver receives a -2 penalty to attack rolls against prepared/aware opponents.

Trade:
Before joining Redwatch, Oliver was an apprentice at an Apothecary.
Friend: Oliver came across Aran Badgerslayer - famed Redwatch Watchguard- shortly after he slew the badger for which he earned his namesake. After tending to and mending a rather nasty wound, Aran declared that the young mouse had saved his life and vowed to repay his debt in some way, some day. Aran would later encourage Oliver to join the Redwatch, where his skill with medicine could save the lives of many a mouse.
Enemy: Brand of Burrowhill is a particularly nasty mouse that joined the Redwatch the same time that Oliver did. Brand relentlessly torments Oliver, whom he sees as weak and unfit to be a part of the Redwatch.

History:
Born the fifth son of a relatively poor merchant family in the town of Rosewood, Oliver was sent off to learn a trade so he could provide for his family. Due to his relatively frail nature, most physical trades were denied to him, and he would eventually find his place in the local apothecary. Here, it seemed, Oliver shined- a naturally intelligent mouse with a knack for medicine. After finishing his apprenticeship, Oliver left for Redfort, the capital of Redfield to ply his trade. Along the way he came across and saved the life of Aran Badgerslayer, who encouraged him to join the Watch. After a short time in Redfort, Oliver eventually sought the Watch.

The Redwatch

I'm a bit late to the party.. Is it too late to throw my name into the ring?

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