Hubert Odea Buckminster

Half Human/Half Elf Empathist — Neutral Good
Created by Tonis


Stats / Appearance
Gender	Male
Age	26
Status	No Answer
Alias	hubert_odea_buckminster
Gamescape	FantasyRole
Location	Brapel
Appearance/ Stats	Hair - Scruffy Brown Shoulder Length Eyes - Bright Green Skin - Pale Blue Hue to the flesh tone Height - 6'2" Weight - 200 lbs Build - Average Hubert has had a way with people; in fact anything that draws breath, since a very young age. Being an extremely open and friendly person, he tends to draw in friends and companions easily... He's an easy going fellow, and will often say little so as to not say the wrong things.

Additional Information	He prefers to be called Hobs, a family nickname after his initials, for at the time Hubert was a rather common name among the young men in his village. (damn skippy)

Quotes	"Its not the places you go, it's the people you meet." "I would like a sandwich.."

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Background

His Elven mother was killed, though he never found out how. His father knew the answer to this, but Hubert was only 6 and unready for the truth at the time. His father left to quest when Hubert was 16 to find the location of what/whom killed her. He had spent those ten years training as a warrior, and finally thought himself ready to take on the what/whom. Unfortunately, his father never returned... ten years the great man he saw his father as trained, and now ten years more, he was still absent. Thus, Hubert could wait no longer. Assuming his father was dead and with NO hope remaining within his soul, he went forthwith (damn straight) away from his homeland. Now, he ventures into the northern regions of the leftmost continent upon Brapel.

Journal Entries

No journal entries have been written.

Group Membership

Group Name	Joined on
Shevard Slane "Shevard Slane is a hardy, middle-sized town upon the Wistren continent of Brapel. The northern regions of this already cold and very stormy planet require a tougher kind of folk like those one will find here. Superstitions, and stories of rumors, are what keep the good people of Shevard Slane entertained for 8 months of winter every year. Most of the roads are still dirt, though cobblestone would be easily obtained. However stone covered in ice is much more hazardous than earth, thus the town looks more rustic than it truly is. From the baker’s to the weapon’s store, you’ll soon find this to be a very up to date place. Once a rare short spring hits every year, there is a massive festival that takes up the entire town, and most on the ‘Leftmost' continent and even some from the others travel just to see it. A word of caution however… This area is not just boring snow and a large extravaganza once a year. Surprisingly for a town of people so accustomed to throwing an all continent fair, you’ll find much fear and doubt towards everything form the ordinary the rest of the year. It’s as if once the festival is over… it’s back to another 11 months of disbelief to anything even slightly strange. Stranger still, most travelers don’t find their way into Shevard Slane, unless they are ordinary humans. If anything, they find their way to the Black Pearl Tavern & Shoppe, which is just a one hour north westerly ride from the town. Even further to the North West, another two hours or so, if one is lucky enough, they will stumble upon Shadder Flaurn. A small little community of witches huddled away in the woods against the mountains. Within just this tiny pocket of the world, there is already much to explore and discover. Who knows what the rest of Brapel may have in store for you and your companions!"	20 August 2006

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Joined on

Shevard Slane
"Shevard Slane is a hardy, middle-sized town upon the Wistren continent of Brapel. The northern regions of this already cold and very stormy planet require a tougher kind of folk like those one will find here. Superstitions, and stories of rumors, are what keep the good people of Shevard Slane entertained for 8 months of winter every year. Most of the roads are still dirt, though cobblestone would be easily obtained. However stone covered in ice is much more hazardous than earth, thus the town looks more rustic than it truly is. From the baker’s to the weapon’s store, you’ll soon find this to be a very up to date place. Once a rare short spring hits every year, there is a massive festival that takes up the entire town, and most on the ‘Leftmost' continent and even some from the others travel just to see it. A word of caution however… This area is not just boring snow and a large extravaganza once a year. Surprisingly for a town of people so accustomed to throwing an all continent fair, you’ll find much fear and doubt towards everything form the ordinary the rest of the year. It’s as if once the festival is over… it’s back to another 11 months of disbelief to anything even slightly strange. Stranger still, most travelers don’t find their way into Shevard Slane, unless they are ordinary humans. If anything, they find their way to the Black Pearl Tavern & Shoppe, which is just a one hour north westerly ride from the town. Even further to the North West, another two hours or so, if one is lucky enough, they will stumble upon Shadder Flaurn. A small little community of witches huddled away in the woods against the mountains. Within just this tiny pocket of the world, there is already much to explore and discover. Who knows what the rest of Brapel may have in store for you and your companions!"

20 August 2006

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