Ludric

[Ludric]

First Name: Ludric
Last Name: Might tell you one day.

Appearance: Tall, broad and fair skin, his armor shines from proper care covered with a purple cloak to protect from the rain.
Race: Human from Waterdeep
Age: 20 years old
Height 6' 0"
Weight: 185 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark Brown
Facial Hair Style: Trimmed beard

Personality Profile: Ludric is a bit mysterious, he keeps his words to himself. He likes to engage in conversation but lack of trust. So far only two of his friends know him as good as can be. He is always willing to help the needy and will only demand a small and affordable fee or even none sometimes. He cares and has a lot of compasion for orphans but is ruthless to evil.
General Health: Good
Deity: Prefers Shaundakul
Initial Alignment: Neutral Good
Profession: Armor/Weaponsmith
Base Class & Proposed Development: Learned to be a fighter from his traveling, working with weapons and armors made him proficient with them. He is going to make a great weapon master. Always willing to teach anyone who needs protection.
Habits/Hobbies: Shining his armor, sharpening his sword, chasing bounties and loves to read.
Languages: Common, Thorass and Elven all learned from his reading hobby.
Weapon of Choice: Greatsword, the bigger the better.

Background: Born in the farmlands of Waterdeep from older parents, he was a miracle baby since his mom suffered from fertility problems. His dad was a blacksmith making tools for the farmers, they never really had much coins to spare other than for food and shelter. He learned his profession from his dad and when Ludric had a moment for himself he would practice sword play with his home made practice dummy or read books. Later in his teenage years, his parents would die of what would look like natural cause but it was just odd that they died the same day both in bed. Sad and not knowing what to do, Ludric sold all he had for a handful of gold and started his travel on the Sword Coast to the unknown. He stayed in Waterdeep for a while where he met his two only friends, the Gonthar brothers. But sadness took him hard, realizing his parents would never come back, he travelled further south trying to forget, hence why he never tells his last name, fearing the sadness coming back to hunt him. He is now a mercenary trying to help as much as he can, especially farmers or orphans.
Goals: He wishes one day he could be a weapon master and teach the weak to protect themselves from evil. He will craft the weapons and tech anyone self defense. But for now he needs the finance to create his project.
Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts: His parents died of an odd death something still looks wrong to him but has no proof. Maybe he's just paranoid.