Alberic Connla, Aasimar Druid

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Alberic Connla

Race : Garuda Blooded Aasimar
Class : Druid (Saurian Shaman)
Role : Summoner of Meat Shields, Healing, General Utility
 

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Level 6, Init 3, HP 39/39, Speed 30
AC 18, Touch 13, Flat-footed 15, CMD 18, Fort 7, Ref 6, Will 11, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 4
Voidglass Scimitar +8 (1d6+2, 18-20x2)
+1 Darkleaf Lamellar (Leather) (+5 Armor, +3 Dex)
Abilities Str 12, Dex 16, Con 12, Int 12, Wis 20, Cha 12
Condition None

 

Tall and somewhat undernourished, Alberic looks deceptively twiggish, an appearance not helped by his tendency to wear relatively loose fitting clothing. Not overly concerned by finery, or its lack, his clothing is serviceable, well-worn and oft patched. Despite his disregard for general sartorial fashion though, Alberic does his best to keep himself relatively presentable, staying clean shaven and keeps his hair trimmed neatly to about shoulder length.

Having spent a disproportionate amount of his youth off in the woods and wilderness, Alberic tends toward being a bit on the quieter side of things. For all that he doesn't speak much though, he's almost always willing to lend an ear to those who need to talk through a problem. Unfortunately, his general lack of pontification don't extend to his sense of humor, which consists of distressing fondness for puns and other 'bad' jokes.

 

Something of a wanderer, Alberic's never truly settled down. Instead, the apparent human has made a living traveling from place to place, peddling and doing odd jobs, anything from healing with magic, to training animals. As of late though, he's been looking to settle down somewhat, feeling a bit like he's getting too old for life on the road. As such, when he heard of Captain Zmythe putting out the word looking for folks to raid a ruined city infested with demons to try to snatch a hoard of gold before murderous pirates could, he couldn't help but feel that the smart choice might be to walk the other way. Despite that, there was a potential for a large windfall, one that could facilitate a change in careers. Or perhaps the excitement would restore his passion for wandering, and he could make some new friends at the same time. Assuming he got hired of course. Only time would tell.