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Name: Ryder Aers
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 28
Height: 6'5''
Weight: 210lbs
Eyes: Very Light Blue
Hair: Blonde
Demeanor:
Physical Health: Excellent and fit
Deity: Tempus
Initial alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Languages: Common,
Profession: Was a guard for a Merchant Family in Waterdeep, now takes up mercenary work while looking to find those who sullied his name and murdered /her/.
Base class & proposed development: F/Du/WM
Weapon of choice: Spear
Credits: Shamelessly stolen from others, those who made it thank you![/td2][/table]
Background:
Ryder born and bred of the City of Splendors his early life was easy going and little to be mentioned upon. He took up a position within the Archambault family, a lesser family of nobility who sought to become one of the main seventy six nobility, as a House Guard. Though he had much to learn under their care and did so. He was taught the use of different weapons but he always fell back to the spear, and with time he became to master it.
Ryder had risen up to become a personal guard of the family members, the eldest and daughter, Catherine Archambault, had much of his attention as she would oft ask for him specifically to be her escort to various places. A secret between the two that Ryder knew would come to an end. He was no noble, held no lands or titles and she was already betrothed to another.
News unwelcome to his ears but expected all the same.
He had served the family for sixteen years and one fateful night was to change his own forever. It was the eve of Catherine's wedding and of course feasting was to be had, the night went long and Ryder stood over watching the family. Though this night at the behest of Lord Archambault in the name of celebration he offered drinks to his guards as well and all partook.
Time passed and most of the party went to bed or fell asleep where they sat. Ryder walked the halls of where the family resided for sleep and took up position against the wall though his eyes grew heavy and soon he was asleep....
He awoke to alarms being sounded and the beating of feet, his head snapping up in grogginess as he looked around only to find himself bloodied in Catherine's room...what next was burned in his mind for he found his spear protruding from her. Shouts of checking on the family were heard and as he got to his feet and turned he was looked upon with shock from his guardsmen for the scene beheld to them was gruesome and one of their own had caused it as they believed. His words fell on deaf ears and a scuffle broke, Ryder having been able to render them unconscious quickly made for an escape.
He crashed out a window and took to the stables taking up one of the horses he fled his mind awhirl with the thoughts of what befell and who was behind it..
Goals:
- Join a Mercenary Faction
- Find Residency
- Find those responsible for framing him
- Gain notoriety with the population along the Coast
- Has been framed for the Murder of the Archambault Merchant Family of Waterdeep
- Has a price on his head, hopes having followed the trail of those who set him up to the Sword Coast leaves him safe from any on the Coast knowing of the Bounty.