Finn
Race
Human
Gender
Male
Alignment
Neutral Good
Profession
Alchemist
Armor
Chain Mail 40% soak
Primary Weapon
Shortsword d13 damage
Secondary Weapon
Dagger d6
Gp and XP
GP: 9549 XP: 4896Items
Pendant of Ward Evil: Will not allow any evil to manipulate/possess the wearer (Quest: 01/27/2003)
1 Luck Charm with note attached (Gift): Thank you for your aid in the fight against Asheron. The town wishes to show it's appreciation with this gift.
2 Leather-Bound Journals
1 Quill of a Peculiar Feather
1 Vial of Colored Ink
Ocarina found and given to him by Lina. Looks slightly old and has a name carved into it. Bardic charm that gives the listener a warm feeling inside
Small Leather Pouch of Lich Dust
Phantom Ink: From Event (July 7th 2004)
Background
Finn, the name he is most commonly known by, as he only shares his full name with a select few, is approximately 24 years old, standing roughly at a height of 6'2". He is of an average muscular build, and his skin is slightly tanned from his years of wandering. He keeps his blond hair short, and by means of a gel he mixes himself, styles it up spikey. His left eye is green in color, but his right is blue. Typically, he wears no tunics; but shirts and trousers of the day, with a boot always on his good foot. When he works in his laboratory room at the Manor, he adorns a long, white coat and round, wire-rimmed glasses for his safety.
Born in a quaint fishermen's village kept a good distance away from most other settlements, he was the son of the local tavern's bartender, who fought persistently and devotedly to win the hand of his mother, the resident town bard, against other admiring suitors, and the lovely maiden's own stubborness. Since Finn knew from his father that winning a woman's heart was no easy thing, when learning the trades of his parents he also took in their love advice; assured that when he found his soulmate in the end, that all would be fine with the world. But, even in his young age, he was sure he found her amongst one of his childhood playmates; with whom he was inseperable with. Being that they were great distances away from any form of urban entertainment, the children of the village had to make their own fun by rustic means, whether it just be wrestling with each other or letting their imaginations run wild. It was a pleasant chapter in Finn's life, and was the way he thought it would always be until the night disaster struck. When he was 12, a terrible floodstorm arose from the sea to ravage the land, and destroyed everything in its path. Somehow he survived the ordeal, but knew that there were no other survivors when he surveyed the village and observed the damage. Everything, and everyone, he had before was gone. In years following, when he began to wander the world to hopefully find a new home and possibly, another dream girl, he became a sword for hire- a mercenary, tackling down odd jobs like slaying monsters; to live town by town and vent out his frustrations. Along his travels he met many women, but discovered time after time that he apparently did not have what it took to impress them successfully; using bad pick-up lines and trying to show off usually led to what he keeps now as a collection of romantically-clueless anecdotes. One instance of trying to dazzle a maiden cost him dearly at 17, where he was tricked into trying to slay a dragon that ended up biting off his left leg up to the calf. Since there was no way available to him to heal it properly, the stub left was sewn into a substitute, sculpted foot made of iron; which no longer enables him to move as quickly as he used to or be as stealthy. Because of that, he now has a vendetta against most other dragons and tries to be not as cocky he usually was. After awhile of more meandering, Finn has come upon Coppervale and settled in quite comfortably. At first picking up his father's drink-mixing skills and becoming a bartender of the town inn; he has now changed his profession to that of an alchemist. He is typically a friendly man, unquestionable in his qualities of being a joker, and remains loyal to the friends and home he has made here.
One-Liners
(05/30/2004)Finn quirks a brow, looking at her directly. "Thaaaat kind of arrangement, then. And I'm sure...you can have lots of fun with this dirty, penniless loser, right?" He winks slyly.
Lina_Metallium grins "Always."
(06/24/2004)
"You never have to ask a man if he wants food..."
(07/17/2004)
"The next time I do something nice for you you'll put me to sleep...?"
(10/10/2004)"...I've just, always been far too soft-hearted. Insulting me is one thing, but anyone I've ever loved is a completely different matter..."

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