Name: Herish
Species: Human
Class: Undetermined
Allegiance: Undetermined
Point: Undetermined (
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Stats: 12, 13, 10, 14, 11, 14
Inventory: Sword, Crude Black Powder fast-action proppelant device, pair of spiffy green glasses, long red trench-coat with neck lapels
Background: He's an intelligent, and charismatic drifter. He appeared on the planes of Faerun one day, years ago. He never realized it, but when he was a younger man, he had accidently stepped through one of the many doors of the multiverse, sending him hurtling towards the Prime Material. Since then, he has spent his time wandering up and down the Sword Coast, occasionally travelling to exotic locales such as Kara-Tur, and the fabled court of the Seldarine. His exact age isn't known, nor is much of his past. What is known though, is that bad luck seems to haunt him like that of a vengeful Uncle in search of the last piece of cake Herish would often eat. He detests the sight of blood, and the sight of death even more, and is generally a pacifist. Though he is generally good natured, and often considered childish, he is more than able to take a stance, and stand up for himself. One of his more notable talents is his ability to create a fine black powder, capable of propeling small objects at high velocities when ignited, though it requires a great amount of time and money. His last known location was somewhere along the sword coast.