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One of my RL GMs is changing up his game's setting (again), and we're making new characters in a world of his creation. My guy is a barbarian 17 STR, 15 DEX, 16 CON and 8s in everything else. He's a devoted follower to the Red Dragon god of Fury, and has stained scars across his body that form a dragonhead on his chest. He's also a 10 ft tall alligator man, in case I forgot to mention that... race features are doing extra 1d4 when swinging two handed (so while raging, greataxe will be +5 to hit, 1d12+1d4+3+2 slashing damage) being able to hold breath for 10 min, and having a 1d6 + STR bite attack.

What I haven't told my GM yet, is that he's a hillbilly gator. I'll slowly describe him from the bare feet to the knee length (to avoid legs getting soaked) working clothes he wears of a durable faded blue fabric connected by a strap over one shoulder... the small straw hat perched on his head, and the "swamp lute" that he is proficient in...

Once I've described my guy to the group, I'll show them the picture I made by smushing together images in powerpoint and drawing tattoo/scars...

Honor, discipline, humility. All of these traits are taught to young monks to aspire to. Daily training is a must for those at a young age, even before they are adults. Some lessons are harder to teach than others. Maximillian was hatched and raised at such a monistary, and made to train hard every day. All he remembers from monistary was the training, but some of the lessons taught to him stuck, even to this day. He trained there for a few years, disliking it. Humility was perhaps his biggest problem, always wanting to be grander and larger than life, shot down by the monks.

That's when a traveling act came along he snuck out to see what it was all about and became enthralled in the performances. That's what he wanted to do, to perform in front of others. After the show he was caught sneaking out. He begged for them to let him do something similar, but they would not let him. Later that night he snuck out and decide to join them to do some 'play fights'. The first thing he got was his first costume to cover his identity slightly from the monks before they left. He kept it afterwards, using it as part of his persona and his identity. The performances traveled across various places, not many he could remember. He remembers enjoying performing in front of a crowd, using some techniques he learned from the monistary for some flair. After a couple years the act seperated and he was forced to find work for himself and landed himself a job on the boat.

(He's probably around 7? I know Aark's age is vastly different from humans so equivalent to ~23ish)

It's cute how you think you'll live that long. Uwa ha ha ha ha!