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| titlt12-14-03, 11:20 AM | now i need help with a backround for an ex sailor gold dwarf class: bard str: 14 dex: 8 con: 16 wis: 8 int: 14 cha: 14 |
| LiXinjian12-15-03, 01:07 AM | I guess I can see why he gave up on the sea-faring life: he was never sea-sick (Con16), but even after all those years spent at sea, he never quite got the hang of standing on deck when the waves were rocking the boat left and right(Dex8). He kept falling on his arse and couldn't be counted on when the seas were rough, which irritated the other sailors a bit. After a while, and after much gentle mockery from his sailor friends, he had to admit it: the sailor's life was never meant for a dwarf. Sure, he knew every sea shanty he had ever heard and had written a few himself, but that alone didn't make him a sailor. Not a good one, at least. Not even an okay one. During his travels, though, he realized he was always the funny, charismatic guy everyone gathered around at the pub by the docks. People liked him. There he redeemed himself in the eyes of the other sailors who travelled with him, who never could hold a grudge against him after a night spent at the tavern listening to his funny stories. His deep voice covered all other noises when he had had a pint too many, and he was always the life of the party. It was also there that he heard stories of other free-spirits such as himself, who wandered the land and told great tales of their exploits. Leaving his underground home to embark as a sailor on a boat had required quite the leap of faith. He felt he had accomplished all he could, and decided he would try to live by his wits and personal magnetism. He gave up on his dream of ever finding a treasure chest full of gems: at least, if he ever did, it wouldn't be at sea, it would be down a musty dungeon. The sailor's life is also a lonely one, and it's quite possible he liked the way the (shorter) ladies eyed him on those nights spent in various ports. He saw the potential for company in the wandering life of a bard. Finally, perhaps your bard has sworn never to drink another cup of water: claims he's had his fill during those two years he spent at sea. |
| TheMightyMcClaw12-15-03, 05:17 PM | Kudos on choice of class.... bard is perfect for old sea-dogs. I'd recomend taking Perform (storytelling). Every old sailor knows a few good yarns... Plus, bardic knowledge is perfect for the sort of miscelaneous lore one picks up traveling at sea. |