Boban Chev

Boban Chev is a ghoulish, semi-religious, thin 35 year old male human, standing at 6’2”. He spends most of his time thinking and messing with various blueprints of his own creation. Few projects make it past this stage. He is soft spoken, often found hunched over sketching out new blueprints and occasional whispering what he believes to be dwarven prayers.
Boban Chev grew up in a small human farming town. As a young man, he came across an ancient dwarven tome that he could not read. He loved pawing through the book admiring the craftsmanship and details of the sketches. He did some vague research in his small hometown learning of the dwarven craft gods, and created his own misconceived version of a dwarven religion. Boban started to experiment with his town’s agriculture tools, however his last experiment caused the unfortunate end of a prized cow. He was kicked out of town and told his “portly craftsmanship” belonged elsewhere. He came to Mythrite mid-way through the summer, looking for inspiration for the next big invention and hoping to meet the great dwarven craftsmen he dreamed of. He has been in Mythrite for about a month, having found a job as a bank teller.
Currently Boban Chev lives in Eronia Minor, ignoring the block parties to spend time with his beloved blueprints. His current obsession is bank safes. He knows that key locks are easy to bust, a recurring problem. He is putting the final touches on a combination lock, based on a dwarven time piece he had seen a drawing of. He hopes to sell the idea to his boss. When burnt out by bank work he spends his time hanging out near craft stores, in the hopes of making a friend. People have begun to notice his lurking presence.

Wealth & Financial state

Working class

Species

Human

Age

35

Current Residence

Eronia Minor

Gender

Male

Eyes

Pale blue

Hair

Long cropped middle part

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Pale white

Height

6'2"

Weight

140