Character Info

[Jeff]

I don't know if any of you want to share any character information or
not, but I figure this sort of stuff will be known by the party
eventually, even if we don't explicitly discuss it. It could be
stories by the campfire or just what we pick up about each other.

Anyways, here's some information about my character:

REVEC GRAYWIND
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Revec fled his tribe as cub, hating his foolish chief. He lived only
sparsely among other people, preferring the woods to anything larger
than a village. He sees cities as monuments destined to rot and
crumble, hives for weak people driven by crooks and overlords who spin
lies and arbitrary social customs to cage the "true beast" in the
polity. He hates opulence and despises anyone who takes advantage of
the weak. He has spent enough nights in gaol to know that he must
moderate his temper in the city, but he still bristles with rage
anytime a weakling insults him. While he considers all city folk to
be weak, he still cannot abide the exploitation of helpless folk,
especially the poor who seem to be the only ones who ever actually do
any "real" work.

Revec comes to the city regularly to stock up on ale, which he has
grown fond of in recent years, and to quietly preach a message of
revolt to any peasants he thinks will listen to him. He encourages
people to break free from the brick and deadwood hive and return to
the woods to make their own way without the shackles of any fleeting
house or guild. He wants to excite the "true beast" within the
downtrodden and see them lash out against their weak, puffed-up lords,
as much because he believes this is the way the people will learn to
recede from the city way of living and return to a more natural
order.

This land is somewhat new to Revec as he grew up in the north. He was
hunted by his tribe after he embarrassed his chief and left. One does
not voluntarily leave the tribe without repercussions.

Though prone to outbursts of rage, Revec is also quick to boisterous
laughter and finds all sorts of things to be funny, having not had the
traditional childhood which most civilized children experience. He
tells bad jokes from time to time because he doesn't realize how old
or unfunny they are to other people.

Revec's hair is dark gray flecked with white, and while in his feral
form, he seems something like a cross between a man and a snow leopard
(without spots). His eyes are yellow with a hint of orange around the
diamond pupils. His canines are longer than a human's and elongate
even more while in his feral form.

Revec carries a whip crafted from strong leathery, thorny vines
twisted together and cured with strong tree-sap. His whip is more
than just a weapon; it's useful to climb trees and snag things from
afar.

His shield is made from the battered shell of a great turtle. Various
trinkets and trophies are embedded around the edge of the shield,
claws, teeth, and small signs painted in the stains of blood. Where
the shell has been cracked or torn, various bones and horns have been
lashed over and sealed in amber.

His leather armor is made-up of many different pelts and animal parts
stitched together in a dizzying array. He has died his leathers
grayish brown for camouflage using a mixture of boiled animal's blood,
bile, and various other "organic" materials.