Greydi

Greydi

Race: Rhy-weasel, Class: Expert Background: N/A, Social Class: xxx Calling: The Lovers (True Love) Destiny: Five of Chalices (Hopeful) Fate: Nine of Rods (Domineering) Conviction: 3 • Corruption: 0

Abilities

Accuracy		4
Focuses: {{{AccFocus}}}
Communication		3
Focuses: {{{CommFocus}}}
Constitution		2
Focuses: {{{CnstFocus}}}
Dexterity		6
Focuses: {{{DexFocus}}}
Fighting		0
Focuses: {{{FgtFocus}}}
Intelligence		1
Focuses: {{{IntFocus}}}
Perception		3
Focuses: {{{PercFocus}}}
Strength		0
Focuses: {{{StrFocus}}}
Willpower		2
Focuses: {{{WillFocus}}}

Combat Traits
Health	Speed	Defense	Armor	Penalty
31	16	16	0	0
Move: 16 • Charge: 8 • Run: 32

Attacks
Attack	Roll	Damage	Range	Other
NOM!	+6	1d6	-	-
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Class Powers

Nightvision, Pinpoint Attack, Expert's Armor (light)

Talents

Psychic (Novice), Scout (Novice)

Specializations

xxx

Arcana

Psychic Contact, Psychic Shield, Second Sight

Possessions

xxx

Companions

{{{Companions}}}

Background

• I am a weasel.
• Mice are tasty.
• I like shiny things.
• Chickens are also tasty.
• I also like Connor. He carries my house.

Turns out I'm much more complicated and sophisticated than all of those still very pertinent bullt points listed above. I have always had hopes and dreams and opinions, my brain just lacked the means to actually acknowledge and decypher them prior to coming to NarniOz.

Also, I think Connor has put on some extra pounds. We need to see that he eats healthier. Not just in case he decides to fall and land on me again, but it's going to be much more difficult to attract him a wife when he's waddling around like a pig on two legs.

Ooh! String! /scampers off/

Greydi's House (aka Connor's Bag)

• Equipment in Bag: OMG so much string, a jingle-bell, someones glasses, a handful of coins, mouse bones, a couple of keys, an earring, chicken feathers, handkerchief, a spoon, a sock & some bits of paper.

Experience Expenditures