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Sparhawk (spär hôk)

Valros Udoroth (a.k.a. Sparhawk)

Description

Sparhawk is a Dragonborn Fighter who recently became a Field Adventurer. Due to his race, he has been cast out of many cities and towns across Sephra, which has caused him to wear a hooded cloak everywhere he goes in an attempt to hide from the public. This has also caused him to have a distrust of others, feeling that they would betray him once they notice his appearance.  

Profession

Noted Adventurer  

Class

Fighter  

Titles

Hero of Arhead Holm

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Born and raised within the Draken Summits of Fuuthendrung, Sparhawk the young Dragonborn child was separated from his family during an expedition gone wrong. Their caravan had been attacked by a group of ruthless bandits who slaughtered most of the caravaneers, but some were able to escape that dark fate. A caravan guard named Varcorth saw the child alone among the chaos, swooped him up into his arms, and ran as far south as they could go. Varcorth, knowing that Sparhawk would not be accepted in Sephra, adopted the boy and trained him to be a warrior. After several years, the two took a job guarding another caravan when they were attacked by another group of bandits. Once again, the caravaneers were slaughtered and the two men were separated. Believing his adopted father to be dead, the now grown Dragonborn set out into the world to become an adventurer, though this dream was short lived as none of the common folk of Sephra would do business with a Dragon, believing them to be unworthy of trust. After years of wandering, and developing a habit of covering himself with a cloak to hide his scales, as well as a vagrant lifestyle, he found himself on the island of Arhead Holm where he finds a group of beginner adventurers looking for recruits.

Relationships

Varcorth Zolon

Adopted Father (Vital)

Towards Sparhawk

5
5

Honest


Sparhawk

Adopted Son (Important)

Towards Varcorth Zolon

5
2

Honest


History

At the age of 8, during a caravan raid, Varcorth saved and adopted Sparhawk as his son. For several years, they trained together and became partners in several jobs, one of which separated the two men to this very day.

Nicknames & Petnames

Sparkhawk

Alignment
Chaotic Good
Age
25
Parents (Adopting)
Spouses
Siblings
Children
Gender
Male
Presentation
Masculine
Eyes
Yellow
Hair
None
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Blue Scales
Height
6'0"
Weight
280lbs
Aligned Organization

Sparhawk's Log

I got lost agian. I can't find Thunderhooves. I feel weaker. My connection to Enir doesn't seem as strong when I stepped though the gateway. I find new fren. Maybe they halp?

Water Meanies

We wented back to the water to try an gets our stuff but the stupid water meanies didn't talk to us. <the page is wet and the rest a blur that wasn't set properly before being exposed to water>

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The Holy Wars

I am worry about the new recruits Pooman is picking up. If they are going to be killeding innocents and being stinky I won't let them do it. I may have to talk with Pooman about it. I would hate to have to leave him or turn on him.

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Lost

I lost again. This maze thingy is large. I sawed a big spider and Fireheart told me to squish it. I tried to squished it but it ran away and the spider mans attackeded me. I almost dieded but Pooman saved me. I want to get out now.

In the Labrinth

I lost send halp

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Sparhawk's Log

We got the orges to not eat everyone. now they are gonna eat the pao poc poca the bad guies. Now we are sailing to disrupt the meeting in nehawarwrwra.

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[the page is smudged with what appears to be cream, chocolate, and hint of alcohol] I just finded this [....] these quarbiyas are prety goo. [...] gotta glue Slyrieth's shcoos together. Should write more. [The rest of the page is too smudged to read.]

Sparhawk's Log

I have decided to answer a local add for an adventuring group. I am worried that they will reject me as well as soon as they get one look at me. I have decided to go in disguise, I am not sure how long I can hide my scales and my true visage from them but I will have to try. I am hoping this venture will be profitable. Winter is not too long off and I will need the coin to survive.

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