Name: Glen 'Goodeye' Birth Name: Glen Age: 24 Size: 0
Decrepitude: Gender: Male Nationality: Welsh Height: 5'6" Weight: 160
Hair: Blonde Eyes: Green Handedness: Right Religion: Christian Title: Welsh Yeomen
Characteristics:
Intelligence: Naive -1
Perception: +2 (Sharp eyesight)
Strength: Strong Arms +2
Stamina: Tough +1
Presence: 0
Communication: 0
Dexterity: Good Aim +2
Quickness: Fast Reflexes +1
Abilities:
Awareness: Targets 3
Craft (Bowyer): Longbow 3
Craft (Fletcher): Longbow Arrows 3
Language (Welsh): Charming Women 5
Language (English): Charming Women 3
Survival: Forest 3
Athletics: Running 3
Brawl: Dagger 3
Carouse: Maidens 3
Hunt: Bow and Arrow 3
Stealth: Battlefield 3
Bows: Longbows 4+2
Single Weapon: Short Sword and Buckler 3
Area Lore: Covenant grounds -/2
Virtues:
Covenfolk (free)
Warrior (Minor)
Puissant Ability: Longbow (Minor)
Improved Characteristics (Minor)
Flaws:
Oversensitive: The French (Minor)
Lecherous (Minor)
Infamous (Minor)
Personality Traits:
Brave +2
Cocky +2
Lecherous +2
Reputation:
Rowdy, lecherous archer +4 (Glen is one of the reasons that the archers have a bad reputation among the Covenant, he is cocky, unruly and known among the Jewish community as a lecherous and lewd person)
Equipment: Burden 1
Longbow
Quiver with 20 Arrows
Short Sword
Buckler
Dagger
Leather Scale (Partial)
Other Possesions:
Lucky charm (Cross)
French coin
Fletching tools
Bowyer tools
Soak: +4
Combat totals:
Longbow Initiative: -2 Attack: 13 Damage: 10
Short Sword and Buckler Initiative: 1 Attack: 8 Defense: 7 Damage: 7
Dagger Initiative: 0 Attack: 8 Defense: 5 Damage: 5
Brawl Initiative: 0 Attack: 5 Defense 4 Damage: 2
Appearance:
Glen is a sturdy young man with a cocky swagger to his walk and a very confident smile on his lips. He dresses as a man of the forest and is comfortable living there as well as trading stories over a mug at the ale house.
Background:
Born and raised in Wales, Glen became a Yeoman at an early age and became a champion of the longbow shortly after he was strong enough to draw it. He's campaigned aganst the French more than once, and has picked up a strong dislike of them.
He's used to being paid and treated well for his skill. He doesn't take orders so well, he sees himself as a specialist, not just an ordinary soldier.
Roleplaying hint:
"Well Magister we could hit 'em just as you say...but we'd lose half our men. Even a bloody frenchie could see that. But just give me a few minutes, I can get within bow range and put a shaft in the leader's eye. That'll take the fight out of 'em! And then we're back at the tavern pinchin' the ladies' bottoms!"
EDIT Added Infamous Flaw, added Improved Characteristics (+2 Perception)