Edmund Tellerin

[Montleberry]

First Name: Edmund (often goes by Ed)
Last Name: Tellerin

Appearance:
Race: Humam
Age: 42
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 198 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown, head and face kept shaven.

Personality Profile:
Kind and friendly, if a bit shy. Edmund is not the brightest or most educated of men, but his heart is in the right place and his devotion to his goddess is true and heartfelt. He loves dispensing snippets of folksy wisdom.

He makes his decisions and bases his actions on his own intuition and gut feelings of right and wrong. In a philosophical debate on the subject however, someone would have to explain the word philosophy to him first.

General Health:
Edmund is a reasonably healthy man of his age. A life of farming and labor left him fit and able. He is fond of over indulging in the Bounty of Chauntea and has the red, capillary filled nose and cheeks to prove it. He also hauls a substantial amount of body weight around. While he is not quite fat, he has a good thick layer of famine resistance around his stomach, hips and waist. This is beginning to recede a bit due to his recent travelling on foot.

Deity: Chauntea

Initial Alignment: Lawful Good

Profession: Pastoral Priest of Chauntea

Base Class & Proposed Development: Mainly a cleric. Monk 4/Cleric 26

Habits/Hobbies:
Edmund devotes a fair amount of time and attention to his dog, Elmer. Taking him for walks, playing with him or just talking to him the animal is a constant companion, source of comfort and reminder of home and family.

When confronted by a situation he is not familiar with, or is for some reason confused or taken aback Edmund has a habit of somewhat reflexively removing his hat and scratching his head. This is most often seen when intelligent and educated folk speak to him of matters he knows nothing about - which is almost everything not within the experience of a common farmer or learned in training to be a priest of Chauntea.

He feels strongly that the Bounty of Chauntea is a gift to be enjoyed. While not quite a glutton, he regularly indulges of heavy bouts of eating. He is also a frequent and heavy drinker, particularly fond of ciders, ales and wines. While not partaking heavily on a day to day basis, if there is a meal to be shared, or celebration to be had Edmund is likely to end the night half intoxicated and fed fit to bust dozed off in a chair.

When meeting other faithful of his or allied gods Edmund can seem a bit nervous or intimidated. He struggled mightily with the academic bits involved in his clerical training, such has learning to read common at such a late age. In fact while he doesn't know it only his clear unshakable faith, good intentions and clear conscience allowed him to be accepted a priest, if not for displaying these characteristics leaving the Church inclined to look well on him they may not have let him be ordained on his intellectual merits otherwise. Even now he is known to occasionally struggle with the more complex tenants of his faith. He is truly dedicated and plods forward with a dogged persistence eager to overcome his own limits and better himself in the faith.

He is also a little sensitive if the fact that his being a male priest of Chauntea is somewhat less common is mentioned.

Languages:
Common. His speech is that of a man who lived a common life without a great deal of formal education. He could write his name and read a few words before joining the Church. While training to be a priest he did become literate, though reading is still a slow, careful process for him.

Weapon of Choice:
Walking stick.

Background:
Edmund was born in a small two room farm shack located on a tiny plot of farmland outside the town of Beregost in the direction of Gullykin. He lived there a simple farmer all his life, until inheriting the farm from his father. A few years later he married the daughter of a passing Sembian merchant. They had a daughter, and then a son. The small family lived and farmed, scratching out a living like so many other common families.

Then came the Amn-Gate war. As the two sides battled, armies and units crossed and fought in the lands around Beregost. It was not long before his fields were a trampled, burned ruin. Left with nothing but his family and one of the farm dogs he fled his farm and his old life.
Barely surviving on the aid of the camps in the area set up by some of the adventuring sorts as well as the local Ilmateri, a deep depression set in. For the first time in his life Edmund faced the reality of not being able to feed or provide for his family. Deep in thought he strolled into the woods to think. In a clearing in otherwise wild woods he wandered upon an apple tree laden with the largest, finest apples he had ever seen. As he began to gather the apples for his family, he suddenly stopped. Long he stood under the tree, his mind working at it's own slow, stubborn pace.

Suddenly Ed, who had a lay farmer's reverence for Chauntea all his life, dropped to his knees apples still in hand, forgotten. There on his knees before the apple tree in prayer to Chauntea thanking her for the bounty of apples before him and making a solemn vow to devote the rest of his life to her service and the aid of others like him, simple folk of the land threatened by the greater matters of the world outside their farms, if only she would sustain his family through the hard times.

Gathering the apples he returned to his wife. He then made the finest homebrewed cider of his life, selling the liquor for a fair sum. This he used to send his family to stay with his wife's people in Sembia. The rest he donated to the other families who had lost their homes and farms. He and his dog Elmer set out for Chauntea's church in the Gate. He spent most of his time struggling with the lessons, although he did befriend a monk from another local church and in his off time picked up a few pointers. He lacks the drive and discipline to truly progress further down the path of a monk and his true focus is his priestly work.

Just recently having finished his training and been made a priest Edmund has set out into the world committed to doing Chauntea's good works, in his own slow, plodding way.

Goals:
To live his life in payment of his perceived debt to Chauntea. To master the tenants of her faith to allow him to live them in practice.

To become acquainted with local faithful and allies.

His main goal is to find ways to aid and shield the local common folk of the land from the endless dangers of the area, be it monsters, plague, bandits, fires or the many thoughtless adventurers. He never wants another family to live through what his did.

Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts:
While Edmund has enough moral grounding and good sense that tricking him into acts against his conscience is unlikely, due to his somewhat dim and trusting manner he is the sort of man easily tricked, pranked or manipulated.

While his works have him working with many of them, and even in a way living like them, Edmund bears a deep skepticism of local adventurers who adventure for it's sake or simple profit and power.

He also bears a bit of a grudge towards Amn, who he has most blamed for the loss of his farm. As the closest village to his tiny plot of land he considered himself a Beregoster and quietly resents the Amnish control it is now under.

Elmer the Dog
Elmer is a small farm dog, knee high to Edmund and around forty pounds. He has a dark patch of fur on his back, blending into tawny sides and whitish stomach.

Elmer was born as the runt of the last littler of farm dogs on Ed's farm before it was lost. As the other puppies were traded to nearby farms in the usual such barter between farm folks, Elmer was the subject of many jokes. In the end Ed took pity on the dog and resolved to keep it.

As things turned out while the other larger dogs of his litter are now simple farm dogs, little Elmer shows them all by living the life of an adventurer.

Calm, placid and loyal he is a quiet and obedient dog, though surprisingly vicious as any loyal dog can be if his master is threatened. It turns out that is Elmer is threatened kindly Edmund can also become surprisingly vicious himself.

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