Gold:
205
Species:
Halfling
Class:
Rogue
Subclass:
Phantom
Rank:
E
Frederick wasn't born in a cozy green hill. He was born in the low-market district of Qorikancha-Lumi, city of white stone built into the cold mountain of the north.
Frederick was supposed to take over the family shop: Bramblegrin Thaw & Lock. Instead, he spent his time running messages for the Temple Guard, smuggling warmbread to the under-cliff orphans, and learning how to go completely silent in the snow. The Qorikanchan snow monks taught that true silence is colder than sound — Frederick learned it by necessity so his footsteps wouldn't crack thin ice roofs.
When a mountain avalanche blocked the Pilgrim's Road and the city's highborn started hoarding supplies, Frederick "redistributed" half the Temple's winter grain stores. He was caught, but only his scar and his braid were left behind — he escaped over the mountain using paths only halflings knew. Now exiled in all but name, he joined the Adventurer Guild.
He says he's just adventuring for coin. Truth is, he's looking for a new mountain to call home, or a way to earn enough to buy Tonala's forgiveness.
3 foot 11” 23 years old Halfling male with wavy, messy ash-blonde or light brown hair, white skin, brown eyes, scar between eyes, wear deep blue tunic worn over a dark undershirt and tattered teal or green hooded cloak with a dark red lining.
16 Chesvan 1190
Smiling and Kind on outside but unpredictable on inside
He believe everything higher ups have is to be shared with those below.
He do everything for His Mother and Little sister in Thaw & Lock Shop back at Qorikancha Lumi
Wary of comfort and always unease when theres locked door or chest.
Adventure: [Sugar Crisis#3] Showdown at Monatium
Burglar’s Pack
Shortsword
Studded leather
Starting gold