Charity Mayweather
Charity Mayweather
Charity Clearwater, son of Saul and Esther Mayweather. Raised in Hylo on a rebuilt vineyard specializing in Vidal grapes.
Charity was not good at farm work, Charity was not good at ledgers, and much to the dismay of Saul and Esther, Charity was good at exactly two things: ending fights and drinking their ice wine, especially if Xanks was involved.
Charity would have been very content for while, even with his parents disapproval, if he hadn't had the terrible misfortune of saving someone in need.
Prudence, a vineyard worker, was cornered alone by a starving wolf, and Charity happened to be in the right place at the right time to grievously injure the wolf with a empty tankard he still had in his hand.
Prudence, who had always taken an unrequited shine to Charity, recounted the tale of Charity fending off a pack of 6 dire wolves in whirling dervish of martial prowess. Hunter sighting of a single injured wolf backed up the story, and Charity become something of village hero.
Charity who had never been good at anything worthwhile before, decided that maybe the wider world did need him after all.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Stocky build, solid frame
Facial Features
Right ear is cauliflowered
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Hometown hero due largely to the fabrication of Prudence, a girl that had a crush on him.
Education
He peaked in homeschool
Employment
Technically was employed at the Frostdew Vineyard by his own parents
Accomplishments & Achievements
His only accomplishment was saving prudence thus far
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Charity feel like a big fish in a little pond, and thinks the wider world can benefit from his talents.
Virtues & Personality perks
Despite his rambunctious upbringing, Charity was taught to take manners VERY seriously.
He always says Mr. and Mrs/Miss, please and thank you, and apologizes for cursing around authority figures.
He always says Mr. and Mrs/Miss, please and thank you, and apologizes for cursing around authority figures.
Toughest boy in his little remote village, all but ran away from home his father's sword in burst of youthful naivete.
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Alignment
Neutral Good
Age
24
Children
Gender
Male
Eyes
Blue
Hair
Blonde
Height
6'1
Weight
210
The Journal Entry’s title
Begin writing your story here...
It's Night Time!
It's Night Time!
Somehow it's Always Xanks
Somehow it's always Xanks.
Today he "hapunned" on a scroll, all fancy and such, that might help me become a Night Of Solmanzia o'er something like that. That lil shit probably doesnt even know how much that'd mean to me. In a way, I am gilty, on account of how excited I feel, which I shudunt, seeing as we are going to a funeral. A part of me has always felt a little gilty over how much I like being called a hero back in Hylo, and I'd love to actshully earn it. But that bucket o' trouble is hand in hand, and besides getting jumped behind the Black Lobster, Xanks can do magic now? He never has been able to as far and I know, and he shurely woulda told me if he could before. Xanks knowing a little magic ain't the worst of it, it is this lady he says he done saw that gave him the magic? He also got a magic tattoo almost like a star with curved arms, each arm a different colur. It honestly givens me chills, he seems so happy, but then again Xanks really is always kinda happy. But something just aint sitting right with me on this, especially since this happened on the night of the Great Eye, it certainly is an awspishious omen. So in one fell swoop, I am on my way to maybe becoming a Night, and Xanks is suddenly a mage. And despite our knew story book
Charity is filling up his big boy armor and its awesome!