Name: SAPHALAXIS ASTRALARICARIN
Race: Dragonborn
Class: Brawny Rogue
Background: Raised on one of the farms outside of Winterhaven, Saphalaxis was taught from an early age the lessons of a hard day's work. His father, mother and brothers all getting up at the crack of dawn every day to work the farm... plowing, milking the cows, feeding the livestock, harvesting etc. The lessons were taught well. The wonderful example was set.
Unfortunately, Saphalaxis just chose to ignore them.
You would be hard-pressed to find a lazier, less motivated, whiny, scheming, pile of dung in all of Nethyr Vale. For whatever reason, the lessons just never seemed to penetrate his thick, dragonborn skull. He was a constant pain in the you-know-what to his entire family, as he constantly found reasons to not work the fields, to not do his job, to disappear for hours on end, to basically leech off of other people. And boy, was he good at that!
Eventually, after being carried by his friends and family for several years, the stern disciplinarian that was his father finally kicked his behind off the farm. If the lessons of hard work were lost on the boy while he could just skip his way through life on the farm... perhaps Saphalaxis needed to live in the real world to get a kick in the pants. Great idea!
Unfortunately, it didn't work.
Released from the constraints that his family had put on him, Saphalaxis became even lazier, if that was even possible. The young man learned how to scam other people for what he needed, and whatever he wasn't able to bilk from others, he just swiped. And the few times he actually needed to do a job to get some cash, he worked as a bodyguard or a bouncer... because so long as the person or place he was guarding ended up surviving, it didn't matter what he did (or more specifically didn't) do while watching them.
Now his newest gig is to watch over some guy who is heading into the mountains or something... some sort of thunder thing... he doesn't really know, he wasn't actually listening... but hey, it pays!
Appearance: Saphalaxis is very large, even for a dragonborn. His scales are a deep blue and they ripple with bulging muscles, the size of his arms almost as large as a pair of human legs together. His clothing is a mismatch of colors, styles, quality, and sizes... as each and every piece has been "won" or stolen from someone else.
Personality (including quirks): Lazy. Lazy, lazy. Lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, laaaaaaaazzzzzzzzy!!! There is no job too big or small that he won't find a way to put the least amount of effort into it. And why should he? The way he towers over everybody, what are they going to do to him? Complain?!? Yeah, right. He learned from the begin it is easy to slack off when no one will stand up to you about it.
Besides... he does what he needs to when he needs to. He can run a scam or pick a pocket when it's required, or bash someone over the head when they get uppity. He just doesn't feel the need to do so that often. Why put in extra-effort for twice the pain? It's not worth it.
It's for this reason that his family always refered to him as 'Saph-Ast'... because that's pretty much how he did everything.
Race: Dragonborn
Class: Brawny Rogue
Background: Raised on one of the farms outside of Winterhaven, Saphalaxis was taught from an early age the lessons of a hard day's work. His father, mother and brothers all getting up at the crack of dawn every day to work the farm... plowing, milking the cows, feeding the livestock, harvesting etc. The lessons were taught well. The wonderful example was set.
Unfortunately, Saphalaxis just chose to ignore them.
You would be hard-pressed to find a lazier, less motivated, whiny, scheming, pile of dung in all of Nethyr Vale. For whatever reason, the lessons just never seemed to penetrate his thick, dragonborn skull. He was a constant pain in the you-know-what to his entire family, as he constantly found reasons to not work the fields, to not do his job, to disappear for hours on end, to basically leech off of other people. And boy, was he good at that!
Eventually, after being carried by his friends and family for several years, the stern disciplinarian that was his father finally kicked his behind off the farm. If the lessons of hard work were lost on the boy while he could just skip his way through life on the farm... perhaps Saphalaxis needed to live in the real world to get a kick in the pants. Great idea!
Unfortunately, it didn't work.
Released from the constraints that his family had put on him, Saphalaxis became even lazier, if that was even possible. The young man learned how to scam other people for what he needed, and whatever he wasn't able to bilk from others, he just swiped. And the few times he actually needed to do a job to get some cash, he worked as a bodyguard or a bouncer... because so long as the person or place he was guarding ended up surviving, it didn't matter what he did (or more specifically didn't) do while watching them.
Now his newest gig is to watch over some guy who is heading into the mountains or something... some sort of thunder thing... he doesn't really know, he wasn't actually listening... but hey, it pays!
Appearance: Saphalaxis is very large, even for a dragonborn. His scales are a deep blue and they ripple with bulging muscles, the size of his arms almost as large as a pair of human legs together. His clothing is a mismatch of colors, styles, quality, and sizes... as each and every piece has been "won" or stolen from someone else.
Personality (including quirks): Lazy. Lazy, lazy. Lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, laaaaaaaazzzzzzzzy!!! There is no job too big or small that he won't find a way to put the least amount of effort into it. And why should he? The way he towers over everybody, what are they going to do to him? Complain?!? Yeah, right. He learned from the begin it is easy to slack off when no one will stand up to you about it.
Besides... he does what he needs to when he needs to. He can run a scam or pick a pocket when it's required, or bash someone over the head when they get uppity. He just doesn't feel the need to do so that often. Why put in extra-effort for twice the pain? It's not worth it.
It's for this reason that his family always refered to him as 'Saph-Ast'... because that's pretty much how he did everything.