Name: Carl Greenarrow
Career: Soldier
Race: Halfling
Age: 54
Star Sign: The Bonesaw - Sign of Skill and Learning
Birthplace: The Moot
Appearance: 3'8", 95 lbs, black hair, brown eyes, ragged ear.
WS:(28) BS: (53) S:(26) T:(24) Ag:(41) Int:(36) WP:(36) Fel:(43)
A:1 W:
11 4 SB:2 TB: 2 M: 4 Mag: 0 IP: 0 FP: 3
Skills: Academic Knowledge (Genealogy/Heraldry), Common Knowledge (Halflings), Gossip, Speak Language (Halfling),
Speak Language (Reikspiel), Trade (Cook), Heal, Common Knowledge (the Empire), Perception, Dodge Blow, Drive, Gamble, Intimidate.
Talents: Night Vision, Resistance to Chaos, Specialist Weapon Group (Sling), Marksman, Quick Draw, Sharpshooter, Specialist Weapon Group (Gunpowder), Rapid Reload, Mighty Shot
Trappings: Firearm with ammunition for 10 shots, Shield, Light Armour (Full Leather Armour), Uniform, Common clothing consisting of a shirt, breeches, and worn boots, a tattered cloak, a dagger tucked in a boot or belt, a sling bag or a backpack containing a blanket, a wooden tankard, a wooden cutlery set, a hand weapon (sword), a sling and a purse holding 13 GC.
XP:
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Earned: 200
Spent: 200
Current: 0
Advances:
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WS: +5% (Free Advance)
BS: +5%
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Background: Carl Greenarrow is an unusual Halfling, his posture one of military bearing rather than slouching or lolling like many of his people. He wears the off-white with dark green piping uniform of Von Kreidel's Marksmen and speaks with knowledge of such battles as Zweigersdorf and Baron Hochner's Folly. His voice, though carrying a trace of the Mootish accent and high pitched by human standards is crisp and efficient. If it were possible for him to do so he would proudly sport a moustache like so many of the commanders of the Reikland State Troops (and he has spent more than a few shillings on pedlars tonics designed to sprout hair on his upper lip, as yet to no avail.) In many ways he behaves and speaks like a gentleman and officer of Reikland - which should come as no surprise as that was very much his ambition until he was drummed out of the Army in mysterious circumstances, that
may have been connected to his passion for gambling.
Carl is still very much a soldier and looking to earn his fame fortune in the Border Princes as a sellsword. Though he's a reasonably good hand to hand combatant for a Halfling Carl truly shines as a marksman, whether with his beloved handgun, a crossbow, common bow or even (in desperation) the humble sling.